"What did you say?" asked a strange voice from somewhere in the background, and a sweet face framed in glossy black hair bent over her.
"Maybe it's heaven after all," mused Peace to herself, "though I should think they would have dec'rations on the walls of heaven, 'nstead of leaving 'em naked." Then she spoke aloud, surprised at the effort it cost her, "Are you a dead nurse?"
"Do I look very dead?" questioned the strange voice again, and the face above her broke into a rare smile.
"Well, then, how did you get to heaven?"
"This isn't heaven, dear. You are in Danbury Hospital. Have you forgotten?"
"O, that's so. I remember now. It's nice to know you ain't an angel."
The nurse laughed outright. "Yes, I'm glad, too, for I want to live a long time. The world is full of so many things I want to see."
"That's me, too, but I thought I was dead sure this time."
"No, dear, you are very much alive and are going to get well."