I am
going back to town to-night. Don't let me have any fault to find with
you when I return."
Mrs. Sharpe took the key and turned to go.
"I know my duty, sir," she said, as she walked out. "I know what I came
to do, and I'll do it."
Dr. Oleander turned to his mother and old Sally when the nurse had gone.
"What do you think of her, mother?"
"I don't like her," Mrs. Oleander answered, promptly. "I wouldn't trust
a person with hair like that as far as I could see them!"
"Pooh, pooh! what's her hair got to do with it?"
"Very well," said Mrs. Oleander, nodding sagaciously. "It's nothing to
me; but a red-haired person is never to be trusted."
"Then watch her," said the doctor. "I trust you and Sally to do that. I
know nothing about her; but don't you let her play me false. It is of
the greatest importance to me that the insane girl upstairs does not
escape--and escape she will if she can. She will try to bribe the
nurse--do you watch the nurse. It will only be for a week at furthest."
"I am glad to hear it," said his mother, spitefully.
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