"A most intelligent girl, Cumberledge," he remarked to me with a rare burst of approval--for the Professor was always critical--after she had been at work for some weeks at St.Nathaniel's.

"I am glad you introduced her here.

A nurse with brains is such a valuable accessory--unless, of course, she takes to THINKING.

But Nurse Wade never THINKS; she is a useful instrument--does what she's told, and carries out one's orders implicitly." "She knows enough to know when she doesn't know," I answered, "which is really the rarest kind of knowledge." "Unrecorded among young doctors!" the Professor retorted, with his sardonic smile.

"They think they understand the human body from top to toe, when, in reality--well, they might do the measles!" Early in January, I was invited again to lunch with the Le Geyts.