"During the last month, I have nursed more than a dozen patients, and never knew any of them so violent.

I must look at his sore." "The doctor has just dressed it," observed the old woman.
"I don't mind that," rejoined Judith, turning down the blanket, and examining her husband's shoulder.

"You are right," she added, "he is doing as well as possible." "I suppose I shan't be wanted any more," observed Kerrich, "now you're come back to nurse your husband, Mrs.Malmayns?
I shall be glad to get home to my own bed, for I don't feel well at all." "Don't alarm yourself," replied Judith.

"There's a bottle of plague vinegar for you.

Dip a piece of linen in it, and smell at it, and I'll insure you against the pestilence." Kerrich took the phial, and departed.