And ere she had concluded her reading. Agnes noticed that
both, but especially Theresa, looked better, or rather supremely
happy.
"You are indeed an angel!" she exclaimed, seizing the hand of her
nurse and covering it with kisses. "They told me that the patients you
were nursing called you Angel Agnes, and I am sure you are. May God
and the saints keep you ever an angel, as you are now."
"Yes, yes," added the other patient, fervently, "God bless you! If we
had all the rest of the nurses like you, I do not believe any body
would die. The hired nurses are nearly all worthless. They work for
money alone, and do not care whether the people they nurse live or
die."
"That is horrible. I hope there are not many nurses of that
description."
"O, indeed, all are that way except the Sisters and yourself," replied
the lady.
At this juncture the doctor entered in a hurried manner.
"Well, Miss Arnold," he exclaimed, "how are you all getting along?"
"O, very well, sir, very well. I think we are all past danger."
Agnes answered the inquiry in a light, cheery tone, that in itself was
worth, as the saying goes, a cart-load of medicine.
"Upon my honor, ladies," continued the doctor, as he advanced to the
bed and took each of the invalids' wrists at once, in order to save
time, "our nurse here, Miss Arnold, is the most wonderful lady I have
ever seen.
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