And, as a medical man of the new school, he was altogether upset by the careless neglect of precautions, the contempt which was shown for the most simple teachings of science, in the certainty which was apparently felt that, if Heaven should so will it, cure would supervene, sudden and resounding, like a lie given to the very laws of nature.

But if this were the case, what was the use of that last concession to human prejudices--why engage a doctor for the journey if none were wanted?
At this thought the young man returned to his little room, experiencing a vague feeling of shame as he realised that his presence was useless, and even a trifle ridiculous.
"Get some opium pills ready all the same," said Sister Hyacinthe, as she went back with him as far as the linen-room.

"You will be asked for some, for I feel anxious about some of the patients." While speaking she looked at him with her large blue eyes, so gentle and so kind, and ever lighted by a divine smile.

The constant exercise which she gave herself brought the rosy flush of her quick blood to her skin all dazzling with youthfulness.

And like a good friend who was willing that he should share the work to which she gave her heart, she added: "Besides, if I should need somebody to get a patient in or out of bed, you will help me, won't you ?" Thereupon, at the idea that he might be of use to her, he was pleased that he had come and was there.