"Since when?"
"Some time in the night. He's not talking any rot this morning."
"But he was fairly raving after midnight. I went up and heard him myself."
Uvo broke into exulting smiles.
"Ah! Gilly," said he, "but now we've got an angel abroad in the house. You can almost hear the beating of her wings!"
"Is that your own, Uvo?"
"No; it's a bit of a chestnut in these days. But it was said originally of the angel of death, Gilly, and I mean the opposite sort of angel altogether."
"The young nurse?"
"Exactly. She's simply priceless. But I knew she would be."
"You knew something about her, then?"