"It has been a good chance for her." "It is far from adequate," said the doctor, disgusted.

"Money cannot pay for such service as hers, not to speak of the risk she ran, for cases have been known of persons being twice attacked by the disease." "You don't think my husband will have a relapse ?" asked Mrs.Preston, with fresh alarm.
"Not if he has the same care for a short time longer." "He shall have it.

She must stay.

Of course her duties are lighter now, and six dollars a week for the remainder of the time will be enough--don't you think so ?" "No, I don't," said the doctor, bluntly; "and, moreover, I am quite sure your husband will not consent to reducing the wages of one whose faithful care has saved his life." "Oh, well, you know best," said Mrs.Preston, slowly.

"I am quite willing that she should be well paid." Mrs.Preston went upstairs, and entered her husband's chamber.
"Oh, my dear husband!" she exclaimed, theatrically, hurrying across the room, with affected emotion.