Now I won't tell you a single thing!" She marched out of the door and closed it behind her, and there to her great astonishment she found the trained nurse standing as if she had been listening and, more amazing still--she was laughing.

She was a big handsome young woman who ought not to have been a trained nurse at all, as she could not bear invalids and she was always making excuses to leave Colin to Martha or any one else who would take her place.

Mary had never liked her, and she simply stood and gazed up at her as she stood giggling into her handkerchief.
"What are you laughing at ?" she asked her.
"At you two young ones," said the nurse.

"It's the best thing that could happen to the sickly pampered thing to have some one to stand up to him that's as spoiled as himself;" and she laughed into her handkerchief again.

"If he'd had a young vixen of a sister to fight with it would have been the saving of him." "Is he going to die ?" "I don't know and I don't care," said the nurse.