"That's too early for milk yet," said Geo; "you can't get milk at the shop before eight o'clock."
"Oh, well, I've got a ticket for you," and the nurse produced it out of her little black bag.
"Why, that's for the Hall!" said Geo with surprise.
"Yes, that's all right; the doctor sent it. You'd better take a can and go and fetch it at once. I'll see after your mother if you'll just take me to her."
"But I think I'd better first let her know," said Geo, thinking this newcomer was taking rather too much on herself.
Nurse read his thoughts and flushed a little. She was so full of the importance of her mission, so anxious to do her work thoroughly, that she sometimes forgot the little courtesies due to everybody, sick or well.
"Certainly," she said, rather curtly. "I'll wait till you come down."
George disappeared up the steep little staircase that led out of the sitting-room to the bedroom overhead. He was gone a few minutes, and when he came back he said his mother would be glad to see nurse if the doctor had sent her, and he showed her up. The sick woman, who looked thin and flushed with fever, looked half frightened at the nurse for a moment, and then began to cry.
"Leave her to me," said nurse to Geo, who did not understand. "She'll be all right in a minute or two."
So Geo went off in his usual leisurely way for the milk, and the nurse talked soothingly to the sick woman, took her temperature, which was very high, and gave her some fever medicine.