There was nothing she could do there.

She replaced the bandages.

"You are awfully hot.

I am going to sponge your face a bit if you will let me." "Go on," he said gratefully, "do anything you like if only you don't go away again." "Now, none of that.

A nurse doesn't run away from her job, does she ?" She had gotten control of herself, and her quick, clever fingers, with their firm, cool touch, seemed to bring rest to the jangling nerves of the sick man.