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"I have been his surgical assistant for more than nine years," said she. "When I have ventured to depart from the line he laid out for me I have been very sorry, afterward." "Did you ever venture to depart very far?" "Do I look so meek?" "You don't look meek at all, but you do look conscientious." Miss Ruston gave her a daring look. Amy spoke with more spirit than the others had expected.
The stable-boy threw a light upon the matter by remembering that a farmer of that name lived some miles off, in the direction of East Ruston. "Is it a lonely farm?" "Very lonely, sir." "Perhaps they have not heard yet of all that happened here during the night?" "Maybe not, sir." Holmes thought for a little, and then a curious smile played over his face. "Saddle a horse, my lad," said he.
Ruston, of course, was master of them all, and Doris flew about to do her bidding, under a watchful and slightly suspicious eye. Rose surveyed this scene, just as she would have surveyed a laboratory, or a factory where they make something complicated, like watches. That's what it was, really. Those two pink little objects, in their two severely sanitary baskets, were factory products.
But, finally, she sat up, threw up her head, lifted both arms above it, the hands clenched tight. "Charlotte Ruston," she whispered fiercely, "you have to be strong and strong and stronger yet! You have to be! You have to be!" Then she rose quickly to her feet, with a motion not unlike that with which John Leaver had sprung to his an hour before.
In her own room she presently lay down upon her cot, rejoicing that the old lady could not hear its creaking. Toward morning she fell asleep. "Miss Ruston!" "Yes?" The answer came through the door of the dark-room. "I can't come out for four minutes. Can you give me the message through a closed door?" "Certainly," responded Amy Mathewson, standing outside.
Burns, as she came in. "I thought he had better not be wakened." "You were quite right, I am sure," Ellen agreed. Then she made the two young women known to each other, and the three sat down. R.P. Burns, M.D., rushing in the midst of the meal, found them laughing merrily together over a tale the guest had been telling. As Burns came forward Miss Ruston rose to meet him.
Returning to do his duty by Miss Everett, he found her eager to discuss those opposite. "They say Miss Ruston does the most wonderful photographs," she observed. "One would know she was devoted to some art, wouldn't one? The way that frock is cut about her shoulders only an artist would venture to wear it like that, without a single touch of colour.
I entrusted a small pocket chronometer to Mr. Walker, and another to Corporals Coles and Auger; and to Ruston I gave charge of a pocket-sextant which belonged to the Surveyor-General at Perth.
When it ended Burns called Charlotte Ruston to the taking of the photographs he wanted snapshots of the two little patients carried into the full sunlight. This being quickly accomplished, he announced his own immediate departure. "Will you go back with me in the Imp, or at your leisure with the crowd in the car?" Burns asked Leaver, in an undertone.
During her absence the three women who were her friends put their heads together, ordered extra baking and brewing done in their own kitchens, and ended by stocking her small shelves with a great array of good things. Before the forty-eight hours had quite gone by Miss Ruston was leading a tiny figure, with shoulders held almost as straight as her own, in at the hedge gate.
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