The nurse wondered what kind of home he had, as she helped him to don the ragged garments he had worn when he was brought into the hospital. She was sorry to part with her good little patient. He was still more sorry to leave her.
"You'll be able to find your way home alone?" she said.
"Rather," replied Bert, with an expressive nod.
"You've neither father nor mother, I think you told me?"
Bert nodded again.
"Then what relation to you is that old man who used to come to see you?"
"No relation at all. He is my friend," said Bert, with some pride.
"Then have you no one belonging to you?"
"I have a sister," said Bert proudly.
"Older than you?"