Rachel noticed the uncomfortable arrangement of the folded blanket which did duty as a pillow.

She stepped quickly to the head of the cot, took the blanket out, refolded it with a few deft, womanly motions, and replaced it with a cool surface uppermost.
"O, that is SO good," murmured the boy, half-unclosing his eyes.

"It's just as mother would've done." Dr.Denslow looked earnest approval.
Rachel began to feel an interest kindling in her work.

It was not in a womanly nature to resist this cordial appreciation of all she did.
A few cots farther on a boy wanted a letter written home.

She was provided with stationary, and taking her place by the side of the cot, received his instructions, and wrote to his anxious parents the first news they had from their only son since they had been informed, two weeks before, that he had been sent to the hospital.