You've got to come back.

You're as tough as nails.

And I'll hold your hand all through it--yes, I will!" she added to the Young Doctor, who had patted her shoulder and told her to go to another room.
"I'm going to help you, doctor-man, if you please," she said, as he turned to the box of instruments which his assistant held.
"There's another--one of my colleagues--coming I hope," the Young Doctor replied.
"That's all right, but I am staying to see Mr.Crozier through.

I said I'd hold his hand, and I'm going to do it," she added firmly.
"Very well; put on a big apron, and see that you go through with us if you start.

No nonsense." "There'll be no nonsense from me," she answered quietly.
"I want the bed in the middle of the room," the Young Doctor said, and the others gently moved it..