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"Has he had hemorrhages?" "Two in the first week, but not profuse he seemed to rally fairly well afterward. We have been injecting ether in case of anemia. Really, Miss Searight, the case is interesting, but wicked, wicked as original sin.
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"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.
"It's a call, isn't it? or no; send it here by Rownie, and send my hospital slippers with her, the ones without heels. But don't ring up again to-night; we're expecting a crisis almost any moment." Lloyd returned to the sick-room, sent away the servant, and once more settled herself for the night. Hattie had roused for a moment. "Am I going to get well, am I going to get well, Miss Searight?"
Come on with y'r number four! ... Lloyd Searight, what are you doing in this room?" On the instant the voice had changed from confused mutterings to distinct, clear-cut words. The transition was so sudden that Lloyd, at the moment busy at her nurse's bag, her back to the bed, wheeled sharply about to find Bennett sitting bolt upright, looking straight at her with intelligent, wide-open eyes.
"It's better than cutting through the neck, Miss Searight," he told her. "If I had gone through the neck, don't you see, the trochanter major would come over the hole and prevent the discharges." "Yes, yes, I see, of course," assented Lloyd. The incision was sewn up, and when all was over Lloyd carried Hattie back to the bed in the next room.
The superintendent nurse had followed Lloyd to her room almost immediately, and would not be denied. She knew very well that Lloyd Searight had never left a dying patient of her own volition. Intuitively she guessed at something hidden. "Lloyd," she said decisively, "don't ask me to believe that you went of your own free will. Tell me just what happened. Why did you go?
But, to his relief, the little girl had not heard of him. "Very well," she said, "I'll tell Miss Searight Mr. Bennett called." "No," he replied, hesitatingly, "no, you needn't do that."
" and the diet too rich for your blood " "What does Campbell say?" " and perhaps you did overexert " "Lloyd Searight, what does Mr. Campbell say in that " "He asks me to marry him." "To mum mar marry him? Well, damn his impudence!" "Mr. Campbell is an eminently respectable and worthy gentleman." "Oh, well, I don't care. Go! Go, marry Mr. Campbell. Be happy. I forgive you both.
In the horror of that moment, when he realised that no matter how he might desire it he could not waver in his resolution, it seemed to him that his reason must give way. But he set his back to the door, his hand gripped tight upon the knob, and through his set teeth his answer came as before: "No." "Nurse Miss Searight, where are you? Hurry, oh, hurry!" "Will you let me go?" "No."
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