Her apron crackled.

Von Rosen took hold of her shoulders.

"Go straight back up there," he ordered.
"Why couldn't she have gone in and fainted away somewhere where there was more women than one," said Jane Riggs.

"Doctor Sturtevant, he sent me down for more newspapers." "Take these, and go back at once," said Von Rosen, and he gathered up the night papers in a crumpled heap and thrust them upon the woman.
"He said you had better telephone for Mrs.Bestwick," said Jane.

Mrs.
Bestwick was the resident nurse of Fairbridge.