dearie!" Mrs. Caine protested, her mouth full of fragrant fur. Christabel released her and held her at arm's length.
"Let me look at you. Oh, mother darling, you've gotten thinner! That's naughty of you. And you look so tired, dear."
"I'm not a bit"
"You're going to have a real rest while you're here. First, you're going to have a delicious hot bath with geranium salts, and then a nice little dinner on a tray, here in front of the fire. I wish I could have it with you, just us two, but, alas! we've got some stupid people dining here. I dread the thought! I won't inflict anyone on you tonight, darling, but tomorrow, when you're all rested, I've planned a little dinner, especially for you, and a theater party."
"Christabel, I really don't feel a bit tired"
"I don't believe you ever think about yourself long enough to know whether you feel tired or not, but now you have some one to think
