He couldn't bear me to be out of the room.

I nursed my mother right up to the last, and your pore Aunt Jane went off in my arms." Mr.Wilks raised himself on his elbow and his eyes shone feverishly in the lamplight.

"I think I'll get a 'ospital nurse to-morrow," he said, decidedly.
"Nonsense," said Mrs.Silk.

"It's no trouble to me at all.

I like nursing; always did." Mr.Wilks lay back again and, closing his eyes, determined to ask the doctor to provide a duly qualified nurse on the morrow.