“I’m going to talk of indifferent themes,” said Ramage, a little fussily, “until these interruptions of the service are over. What do you think, Annabel?” “I don’t think they would,” she admitted. " "Professional?" "Why do you wish to know?" "Professional nurses wear a sort of uniform. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. Ruth's emotion was a primitive joy: she was essential in this man's life, and she would always be happy because he would always be needing her. And if I cared to have him come every day, why shouldn’t he? I find him very amusing and very useful as well.