'First they send me one who cannot stay over night, and then they send me one who has not been to bed for a week and ought to stay there for a month! When did you leave your last case ?' 'Yesterday morning,' answered Sister Giovanna submissively.

'I slept most of the afternoon.

I am not tired and can do my work very well, I assure you.' 'Oh, you can, can you ?' The excellent man glared at her savagely through his spectacles.

'You cannot say anything yourself, of course, but I shall go to your hospital to-day and give your Mother Superior such a scolding as she never had in her life! She ought to be ashamed to send out a nurse in your worn-out condition!' 'I felt quite fresh and rested when I left the Convent in the evening,' said the Sister in answer.

'It is not the Mother Superior's fault.' 'It is!' retorted the doctor, who could not bear contradiction.