The nurse was stunted--not hurt, only stunted.

But The Little Maid, they thought she wuz dead, as they lifted her out.
Ivory white wuz the perfect little face, with the long golden hair
hangin' back from it, ivory white the little hand and arm hangin' limp
at her side.

She wuz carried into Katy's room, a doctor wuz soon called. Her arm wuz
broken, but he said, after she roused from her faintin' fit, and her
arm wuz set--he said she would git well, but she mustn't be moved for
several days.

Jean, wild with fright and remorse, thought she would conceal her sin,
and git her back to the hotel before she telegrafted to her father.

Jest as you thought when you eat cloves the other night, and jest as I
thought when I laid the Bible over the hole in the table-cover, when I
see the minister a-comin'.

Wall, the little arm got along all right, or would, if that had been
all, but the poisonous air wuz what killed the little creeter.

For five days she lay, not sufferin' so much in body, but stifled,
choked with the putrid air, and each day the red in her cheeks deepened,
and the little pulse beat faster and faster.

And on the fifth day she got delerious, and she talked wild.

She talked about cool, beautiful parks bein' made down in the stiflin',