Mem. Jelly to be emptied; nothing to empty it into. During the search, gloomy party gaze moodily upon the operation, but show no signs of departure.
“Brown says, ma’am, you promised to poach him a couple of eggs for his dinner; he sent me to see if they were done.”
“It is not dinner time yet; tell him they shall be ready when he hears the drum tapped.”
“Have you a flannel shirt, miss, for this man? he’s just come in.”
Look at the indignant party; they are evidently returning to the assault.
“Where’s the head doctor? He’ll let us in, we’ll see if he won’t!”
“The Surgeon in charge is not here at present; the Officer of the Day is in the office; you must have seen him when you were admitted.”
“Oh, yes! not him; some friends told us to ask for the ladies; that’s the way we got in; we knew they kept the rebel so close, no use to ask for him.”
A woman with a basket of eggs.