"You shall have both your desires. You shall go with me, and live in the country too."
The lad could not speak, but burst into tears.
"Poor little man, he's weak still," said the doctor.
"May I ask one thing more?" said Willie, after a time. "They've read to me 'bout Abr'um. He asked and asked, and God wern't angry; and you're almost as good as he were."
"Don't say that, boy, we are none of us much to talk about."
"Well, sir, could you take she with we?" nodding his head towards the end of the ward." The young lady over there. Nurse Maggie, what's reading to the old man that's dying there, with the screen round his bed. The screen's the last thing they sees here. They'd oughter put jolly fine pictures on 't! I allus thinks how small the world's got for he when I sees the screen put round a poor cove's bed. But they sees into another world, a mighty big and good 'un, all flowers in a blessed country, so th' old parson with the long grey beard says."
"Why do you want Nurse Maggie to go? To take care of you?".
"I can look after myself, never fear. She's got a cough; I heard th' doctor say she'd ought get into the country. T'other nurse said she couldn't 'ford."
"I fear we cannot take the nurses and the hospitals with us."
"Leastways will you think on it, sir? You can do what you has a mind for, I believes."
Next day Dr. Courtenay returned and said—
"Willie, you can have your third wish too. I did think of what you said, and have arranged that Nurse Maggie and ten of the patients who are getting better——"
