sore and stiff, but she tidied the room, and arranged everything neatly before the doctor came.

This was at half-past eight.

"Everything going on all right, little Nurse?" he said at the front door. "Did you get the brandy?"

"I've got the brandy," said Bobbie, "in a little flat bottle."

"I didn't see the grapes or the Brand's Essence, though," said he.

"No," said Bobbie, firmly, "but you will tomorrow. And there's some beef stewing in the oven for beef tea."

"Who told you to do that?" he asked.

"I noticed what Mother did when Phil had mumps."

"Right," said the doctor. "Now you get your old woman to sit with your Mother, and then you eat a good breakfast, and go straight to bed and sleep till dinner-time. We can't afford to have the head nurse ill."

He was really quite a nice doctor.

When the 9.15 came out of the tunnel that morning the old gentleman in the first-class carriage put down his newspaper, and got ready to