Then she went back to her patient, lamenting that she must wake up out of such a refreshing sleep.
But to her surprise and satisfaction, she found Drusilla already up and standing before the dressing-table, looking at her watch.
“Oh, ma’am, are you awake? I’m so glad you got your sleep out! You did get it out, didn’t you, honey? Nobody waked you, did they?”
“No, nurse, I woke because I had slept long enough; and I feel much strengthened and quite equal to pursue my journey. It is ten minutes to four. I am so glad I didn’t oversleep myself. I suppose the carriage will be here soon.”
“The carriage has almost just this minute come, and a purty ramshackly old concern it is too.”
“Never mind, nurse, so that it will take me to my destination. Come, help me to dress quickly. Dear me, what a very dark afternoon,” said Drusilla, going nearer the window for light.
“Yes, ma’am, the clouds do make it very dark indeed,” said mammy, smiling in her sleeve at the deception she had played off upon her mistress—“but here, ma’am, here comes the waiter with lights and the tea tray,” she added, as she arose and set out a little table.
“I have no time to spend in eating and drinking,” said Drusilla, as she hastily put on her bonnet.
“But you must keep up your strength, ma’am,” urged mammy leading her charge to the table and making her sit down at it, while she herself poured out a cup of tea and handed it to her.
“Nurse,” said Drusilla, as she received the cup from the old woman, “I shall leave you here in charge of the—two little red morocco trunks—until I return.”