It is debatable whether Florence Nightingale had ever met a young woman quite like Phemie Witherspoon. Perhaps in the unremarkable but self-possessed scrap of a girl from Glascow she recognized something of her own redoubtable spirit. At all events, she accepted Phemie's reasons for leaving home and enrolled her to train as a nurse - one of the new breed who were to convert a degrading job of hospital nursing into a vocation.