“Send her up.”
Mrs. O’Keefe entered in the sober attire of a nurse. She dropped a curtsey.
“Are you the nurse I engaged?” said Curtis.
“Yes, sir.”
“Your name, please.”
“Mrs. Barnes, sir.”
“Have you experience as a nurse?”
“Plenty, sir.”
“Uncle, this is Mrs. Barnes, your new nurse. I hope you will find her satisfactory.”
“She looks like a good woman,” said Mr. Linden, feebly. “I think she will suit me.”