Polly of the Hospital Staff by Emma C. Dowd
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wonderin' where you could be. What made you go that way?"
"Come, Polly, say good-night," called the nurse. And with a soft, "I'll tell you sometime, Elsie," she obeyed. The next morning Polly went about the little helpful tasks that she had, one after another, taken upon herself, performing each with even more than her usual care, feeling a strange ache in her heart at the thought of its being the last time. It was shortly after ten o'clock that Dr. Dudley appeared at the door. "Polly!" he called. She ran to him, but her answering smile was pathetic, for her lip quivered, as she said, "I'll be ready in a minute." "You are ready now," he returned, and taking her hand in his led her out into the hall. "I want you for a little while," was all he said, as they went downstairs together. Poly was a bit surprised when she found that their destination was the great room where the "Board" was in session, but she could not be afraid with Dr. Dudley; so she smiled to all the gentlemen, and answered their questions in her soft, sweet voice, and behaved quite like the little lady that the physician had pictured to |
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