The medical man arrived; but, when he did so, he shook his head.
"The child is dangerously ill," he said. "I could not hear of her being moved at present. She must have absolute quiet and good nursing."
"I'm going to nurse her," said Fortune.
"A properly trained nurse would be best," said the doctor.
"I and no other am going to nurse her," repeated Fortune.
She had taken off her bonnet and mantle and was seated quietly by the bedside. No one could look more capable, more determined, than the American woman did on this occasion. The doctor saw that he must give way.
"Haven't I done for her from the blessed moment when she was sent from heaven into her mother's arms?" continued Fortune. "I shall nurse her now, whether it's the will of the Almighty that she lives or dies."
At these words, little Diana opened her great, black eyes.
"And you'll never know fear
Any more, little dear,"
she said in a voice of intense satisfaction. Then she looked up at Fortune, and raised her brow in a puzzled manner.