"I hope not, Anne. He's away, but he didn't say where he was goin'. I 'ope he's okay." Lottie popped into the room that she shared with her husband and rummaged through her wardrobe before pulling a spare nightgown of hers. Lottie shook her head. There was no real point to hold it up to the young girl's frame.

"I'm sorry it's so old-lookin', it won't flatter ye at all. but it's clean. Will ye be wantin' to change out of yer uniform? Kate might have something that'll fit."