Stories of Childhood by Various
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the Lady of Shalott had never looked.
"Now talk of curin' her!" said Sary Jane. The doctor turned away from the window, with a sudden white face. "The Board of Health--" "Don't talk to me about the Board of Health!" said Sary Jane. "I'll talk to them," said the doctor. "I did not know matters were so bad. They shall be attended to directly. To-morrow I leave town--" He stopped, looking down at the Lady of Shalott, thinking of the little lady by the waves, whom he would see to-morrow, hardly knowing what to say. "But something shall be done at once. Meantime, there's the Hospital." "She tried Horspital long ago," said Sary Jane. "They said they couldn't do nothing. What's the use? Don't bother her. Let her be." "Yes, let me be," said the Lady of Shalott, faintly. "The glass is broken." "But something must be done!" urged the doctor, hurrying away. "I will attend to the matter directly." He spoke in a busy doctor's busy way. Undoubtedly he thought that he should attend to the matter directly. "You have flowers here, I see." He lifted, in hurrying away, a spray of |
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