“How do you feel now, Martha?”
“Better, much better.”
“Have you slept well?”
“Yes, I have slept nearly all the time since you were in? How long is that?”
“I came in at eleven. It is now nearly three.”
“Is it so long?”
“I thought you must be hungry, Martha, so I have brought in some chicken-broth for you. I hope you will like it.”
“Some chicken-broth? O Helen, I am afraid you have made it on purpose for me.”
“Well, and if I have?”
“I can’t bear to think I am making you so much trouble.”