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The young woht assistant s out of friendship, but not because she e of the roo out records

"Give me twelve private patients to look after instead of one nurse like

Carlotta Harrison!" she coo to the trunk-room for

her at this hour, and it next door to the h the , shadowing the

fire-escape like a lattice on the wall of the little gray-walled roohted the candle on the stand The night

assistant, who dreamed sometimes of fire, stood nervously by

"Why don't you let me do it?" she asked irritably

Carlotta did not reply at once The candle was in her hand, and she was

staring at the letter

"Because I want to do it myself," she said at last, and thrust the envelope

into the flame It burned slowly, at first a thin blue fla its ith a s blaze that left behind it black ash and destruction The acrid

odor of burning filled the room Not until it was consumed, and the black

ash fell into the saucer of the candlestick, did Carlotta speak again

Then:-"If every fool of a woman rote a letter burnt it, there would be less