“Nurse O’Brien responded: “It was, indeed. And the flowers! Did you ever see such beautiful flowers? A harp of white lilies there was, and a cross of yellow roses. Beautiful.” Nurse Hopkins sighed and helped herself to buttered teacake. The two nurses were sitting in the Blue Tit Café. Nurse Hopkins went on: “Miss Carlisle is a generous girl. She gave me a nice present, though she’d no call to do so.” “She’s a fine generous girl,” agreed Nurse O’Brien warmly. “I do detest stinginess.” Nurse Hopk...ins said: “Well, it’s a grand fortune she’s inherited.” Nurse O’Brien said, “I wonder…” and stopped. Nurse Hopkins said, “Yes?” encouragingly. “’Twas strange the way the old lady made no will.” “It was wicked,” Nurse Hopkins said sharply. “People ought to be forced to make wills! It only leads to unpleasantness when they don’t.” “I’m wondering,” said Nurse O’Brien, “if she had made a will, how she’d have left her money?” Nurse Hopkins said firmly: “I know one thing.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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