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Updated: May 15, 2025
Very soberly, very thoughtfully then, across the tangled, snuggling head of his own and another woman's child, he urged the torments and the comforts of his home upon this second woman. "What is there about my offer that you don't like?" he demanded earnestly. "Is it the whole idea that offends you? Or just the way I put it? 'General Heartwork for a Family of Two? What is the matter with that?
"Speaking of preferring 'domestic service, as you call it, speaking of preferring domestic service to nursing, how would you like to consider to consider a position of of well, call it a a position of general heartwork for a family of two? Myself and the Little Girl here being the 'two, as you understand," he added briskly. "Why, I think it would be grand!" beamed the White Linen Nurse.
The smile in the Senior Surgeon's eyes deepened a little. "I asked you," he said, "how you would like to consider a position of 'general heartwork' in a family of two, myself and the Little Girl here being the 'two. 'Heartwork' was what I said. Yes, 'Heartwork, not housework!" "Heartwork?" faltered the White Linen Nurse. " Heartwork? I don't know what you mean, sir."
"Oh, yes, sir!" said the White Linen Nurse. "You called it 'general heartwork for a family of two'!" A little grimly before her steady gaze the Senior Surgeon's own eyes fell, and rallied again almost instantly with a gaze as even and direct as hers. "Well," he smiled. "Through the whole four months I seem to have kept my part of the contract all right and held you merely as a drudge in my home.
Seems a bit cold to you, does it, for a real marriage proposal? Or is it that it's just a bit too ardent, perhaps, for a mere plain business proposition?" "Yes, sir," said the White Linen Nurse. "Yes what?" insisted the Senior Surgeon. "Yes sir," flushed the White Linen Nurse. Very meditatively the Senior Surgeon reconsidered his phrasing. "'General Heartwork for a Family of Two'? U m m."
Defiantly once again the blue eyes and the gray eyes challenged each other. "'Heartwork' was what I said," persisted the Senior Surgeon. Palpably his narrowing eyes shut out all meaning but one definite one. The White Linen Nurse's face went almost as blanched as her dress. "You're you're not asking me to marry you, sir?" she stammered. "I suppose I am!" acknowledged the Senior Surgeon.
So the offer stands, my 'name and fame, if those mean anything to you, financial independence, an assured 'breathing spell' for at least two months out of twelve, and at last but not least, my eternal gratitude! 'General Heartwork for a Family of Two'! There! Have I made the task perfectly clear to you? Not everything to be done all at once, you know.
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