After that she avoided
us."
For a little while there was silence in the room. When Dr. Harry again
turned from his patient to the nurse, Miss Farwell was busily writing
upon his tablet of prescription blanks with a stub of a pencil which she
had taken from her pocket. The doctor watched her curiously for a moment,
then arose, and taking his hat, said briskly: "I will not keep you longer
than an hour Miss Farwell. I think I know of a woman whom I can get for
today at least, and perhaps by tonight we can find someone else, or
arrange it somehow. I'll be back in plenty of time, so don't worry. Your
train does not go until ten-thirty, you know. If the woman can't come at
once, I'll ask Dr. Oldham to relieve you."
The nurse looked at him with smiling eyes, "I am very sorry, Dr. Abbott,
if I am not giving satisfaction," she said.
The physician returned her look with amazement, "Not giving satisfaction!
What in the world do you mean?"
"Why you seem to be dismissing me," she answered demurely. "I understood
that you sent for me to take this case."
At the light that broke over his face she dropped her eyes and wrote
another line on the paper before her.
"Do you mean--" he began, then he stopped.
"I mean," she answered, "that unless you send me away I shall stay on
duty."
"But Dr. Miles--that case in Chicago. I understood from you that it was
very important."
She smiled at him again. "There is nothing so important as the thing
that needs doing now," she answered.
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