“The sooner the better.”
“Then it’ll be to-morrow, I’m thinkin’, that is if you won’t tell Curtis.”
“No, no; I promise.”
“I’ll manage everything, sir. Don’t worry now.”
Mr. Linden’s face lost its anxious look—so that when, later in the day, Curtis looked into the room he was surprised.
“My uncle looks better,” he said.
“Yes, sir,” answered the nurse. “I’ve soothed him like.”
“Indeed! You seem to be a very accomplished nurse.”
“Faith, that I am, sir, though it isn’t I that should say it.”
“May I ask how you soothed him?” inquired Curtis, anxiously.