Chapter Sixteen.
How Elisia became a Nurse.
The bedroom was bright with flowers and the many touches given by a thoughtful woman’s hand, to which was due the sweet fragrance in the air.
“But you are better to-day, sir?”
“No, nurse, no. Perhaps better in body, but not in spirit. You cannot understand it. I seem to be a prisoner chained down. My body is here, and my mind is everywhere about the place with my old projects.”
“Shall I read to you, sir?”
“Read? Yes; I like to hear you read. You are a strange nurse, to be able to read with so much feeling. Get a book. Something good.”
“What would you like to-day?”
“Anything. Who’s that? Go and see. So tiresome, disturbing me like this.”
Nurse Elisia went to answer the light tap at the door, and as she opened it Aunt Anne appeared, and was sweeping by her, when her brother cried, “Stop!”