"What is the matter?
Are you ill? You shall have a rest; but we can't give you up."

"No, I am not ill," replied Hetty, "but circumstances have occurred
which make it impossible for me to say what my plans will be now."

"What is it? Bless my soul, what shall we do?" said Dr. Macgowan,
looking very much vexed. "Really, Mrs. Smailli, you can't give up your
post in this way."

The doctor forgot himself in his dismay.

"I would not leave it, if there were no one to fill it," replied Hetty,
gently; "but Sister Catharine is a better nurse than I am. She will more
than fill my place."

"Pshaw! Mrs. Smailli," ejaculated the doctor. "She can't hold a candle
to you. Is it any thing about the salary which is taking you away? I
will raise it: you shall fix your own price."

Flushing red with shame, Hetty said hotly:

"I have never worked for the money, Dr. Macgowan; only for enough for my
living. Money has nothing to do with it. Good-morning."

"That's just what comes of depending on women," growled Dr. Macgowan.
"They're all alike; no stability to 'em! What under heaven can it be?
She's surely too old to have got any idea of marrying into her head.
I'll go and see Father Antoine, and see if he can't influence her."

But when Dr. Macgowan, a few days later, reached Father Antoine's
cottage, he was met by news which slew on the instant all his hopes of
ever seeing Mrs. Hibba Smailli in his House again as a nurse. Hetty and
her husband had spent the previous evening with Father Antoine, and had
laid their case fully before him. Hetty had given him permission to tell
all the facts to Dr. Macgowan, under the strictest pledges of secrecy.

"'Pon my word! 'pon my word!" said the doctor, "the most extraordinary
thing I ever heard of! Who'd have thought that calm, clearheaded woman
would ever have committed such a folly? It's a case of monomania; a real
monomania, Father Antoine; never can be sure of such a brain's that;
may take another, any day; clear case of monomania; most uncomfortable!
uncomfortable! so embarrassing! don't you know? eh? What's going to be
done now? How does the man take it? Is he a gentleman? Hang me, if I
wouldn't let a woman stay where she was, that had served me such a
trick!"

Father Antoine laughed a low pleasant laugh.

"And that would be by how much you had loved her, is it not?" he said.
"He is a physician also, the good Aunt's husband, and he understands. He
will take her with him; and, if he