supply-room

Updated: July 19, 2025

It was but two stories in height, save at the back, where a third story was run up for the "cells" of the nurses and the other women engaged in the work. Ruth ran up at once to her own tiny room to pack her handbag before she did anything else. The matron met her at the supply-room door when she came down. She was a voluble, if not volatile, Frenchwoman of certain age.

Alice B. Emerson - Ruth Fielding at the War Front: or, The Hunt for the Lost Soldier