me.

    ter time in July. tupid I  by till a  in ted for to be rung; and, in ternoons, you o to do. to stay aime pass. I slept as muc so muc o come or, to ell me again; and .

    A visitor? I said.

    Nurse Spiller folded

    Nurse Bacon, will rubbing her knuckles and wincing. Bad? she said.

    Like scorpions stings, Nurse Spiller.

    Nurse Spiller tutted. I said again,

    A visitor? For me?

    Soday, or not?

    I did not kno I rose, on s—for if tor , leman. My  point, t I only kne I  . I looked at Miss ilson. I  I o  if Gentleman came I , t of seeing ed, it made me sick.

    Nurse Spiller sae. Come on, s mind your  my o my o be, tter. Saves disappointment, dont it? S Nurse Bacon. then: Come on!

    scumbled after o tairs.

    It   kno yet, for on ednesdays Dr Cie and Dr Graves  off in to drum up neics, and t. Some nurses, and one or tanding about in taking breatte and,  look at me,  t o come, and feeling sicker and stranger by the second.

    In o my arm and pulled me to  been used in a wors are away. You hear me?

    So t voice, to ting there.

    I ed Gentleman. It

    second of my seeing  a rusment so s s ranger, and supposed t take,  ures in a be of  last, at last—as if o ts or cloudy er—at last I kne. ilted  me, and past Nurse Spiller, as if  t Maud must be coming along be me again, and his eyes grew wide.

    And it , t saved me.  time t  Mrs Creams, t  me and seen, not Maud, but Sue. t. ture, too—for in tanding