However, I'll go into town to-night and do my best.
Meanwhile, at present, you must not go near him, Peter."
I wasn't going to take orders from any man, and as soon as the doctor
had gone I marched straight up to Alexander Abraham's room with some
dinner for him on a tray. There was a lemon cream I thought he could
eat even if he had the smallpox.
"You shouldn't come near me," he growled. "You are risking your life."
"I am not going to see a fellow creature starve to death,
even if he is a man," I retorted.
"The worst of it all," groaned Alexander Abraham, between mouthfuls
of lemon cream, "is that the doctor says I've got to have a nurse.
I've got so kind of used to you being in the house that I don't
mind you, but the thought of another woman coming here is too much.
Did you give my poor dog anything to eat?"
"He has had a better dinner than many a Christian," I said severely.
Alexander Abraham need not have worried about another woman coming in.
The doctor came back that night with care on his brow.
"I don't know what is to be done," he said. "I can't get a soul
to come here."
"_I_ shall nurse Mr. Bennett," I said with dignity.
"It is my duty and I never shirk my duty.
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