“You found her; you saved her. I heard about it,” said the doctor, his face glowing.
“I went for assistance,” Virgie returned, quietly.
“You did much more than that, madam. Did you escape unhurt?”
“Entirely, and my little daughter also, for which I cannot be too grateful. My maid, however, has a broken arm, besides several bruises; but she is very comfortable, and requires but little attention, so if I can make myself useful by caring for any others who are suffering, I shall be more than glad to do so.”
The physician thought a moment, and then asked:
“Have you ever had any experience in a sick-room?”
“Yes. My father was an invalid many months before his death.”
“Then you might do good service here, if you are willing to devote yourself to this case under my direction. There’s only one woman in the house. She cannot, of course, give her whole time to nursing, and this lady will need close watching and a great deal of attention during the next two or three days. Indeed she really needs someone who can be depended upon.”
Virgie flushed again.
It was very strange, she thought, that she, of all persons, should be commissioned to care for Lady Linton at such a critical time.