"Perhaps nurse will be so late." "Ay," said the mother--"try." They turned the clothes back.

Paul saw his mother like a girl curled up in her flannel nightdress.

Quickly they made one half of the bed, moved her, made the other, straightened her nightgown over her small feet, and covered her up.
"There," said Paul, stroking her softly.

"There!--now you'll sleep." "Yes," she said.

"I didn't think you could do the bed so nicely," she added, almost gaily.