The way her eyes went to Susette made something leap in Ethel's breast.

The nurse wheeled sharply: "What have I done! What's the matter with me ?" Her voice was strained.
"Nothing.

There has been nothing at all." Ethel found it hard to speak.
"You've been--quite wonderful with Susette.

The trouble is that Mr.
Lanier has found he must cut expenses." "Oh.

Then why am I the one ?" She broke off and grew rigid, but her thought struck into Ethel's mind: "Why am I the one?
Why don't you go! What good are _you_ here ?" "I'm sorry," Ethel repeated.