What then ?" She started at the threat but replied valiantly: "I should have to earn my own living." "How are you going to do it ?" "There are heaps of ways." He laughed.

"There ain't; as you'd soon find out.

They don't even pay you for being scullery-maid to a lot of common soldiers." She protested against that view of her avocation.

In the perfectly appointed Wellingsford Hospital she had no scullery work.

She was a probationer, in training as a nurse.