"“The cook has told me that you are a very religious woman, always on your knees, and that is fine by me, absolutely fine, but didn’t it ever occur to you to take a mop and bucket down there with you? People don’t need prayers, Miss Spruce; they need you to do the job in front of you, Miss Spruce. And I have had enough of you, Miss Spruce, and especially of your lovely white coat. I think Roland was very impressed by your wonderful white coat, but I am not, Miss Spruce, because you never do anything that will get it dirty.” The nurse raised a hand. “I could slap you!” “No,” said Tiffany firmly. “You couldn’t.” The hand stayed where it was. “I have never been so insulted before in my life!” screamed the enraged nurse. “Really?” said Tiffany. “I’m genuinely surprised.”"