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She brought it from the closet and ran over its contents, murmuring the while to herself: "Clinical thermometer brandy hypodermic syringe vial of oxalic-acid crystals minim-glass temperature charts; yes, yes, everything right." While she was still speaking Miss Douglass, the fever nurse, knocked at her door, and, finding it ajar, entered without further ceremony.
"Are you in, Miss Searight?" called Miss Douglass, looking about the room, for Lloyd had returned to the closet and was busy washing the minim-glass. "Yes, yes," cried Lloyd, "I am. Sit down." "Rownie told me you are next on call," said the other, dropping on Lloyd's couch. "So I am; I was very nearly caught, too.
Once her mind was made up, one might argue with her till one's breath failed. She shook her head at Lloyd and exclaimed, but not ill-naturedly: "Obstinate! Obstinate! Obstinate!" Lloyd put away the hypodermic syringe and the minim-glass in their places in the bag, added a little ice-pick to its contents, and shut the bag with a snap. "Now," she announced, "I'm ready."
"It's everywhere; yes, I know," answered Lloyd, coming out of the room, carefully drying the minim-glass. "We are going to have trouble with it," continued the fever nurse; "plenty of it before cool weather comes. It's almost epidemic." Lloyd held the minim-glass against the light, scrutinising it with narrowed lids. "What did Esther say when she knew it was an infectious case?" she asked.
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