Polly of the Hospital Staff by Emma C. Dowd
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with a runaway horse, and who was foolish enough to let the horse
beat." The Doctor's eyes were twinkling, and Polly let go a giggle; so the boy ventured to laugh. A week little laugh it was; but it helped to start the acquaintance pleasantly, which was just what Dr. Dudley wanted. "You can have exactly ten minutes to do all your talking in," was the physician's parting sally; "so you'd better hurry." Polly's eyes and David's met in smiling appreciation. "He says such funny things." praised Polly. Polly did n't quite know how to begin to cheer the lad up. Her tender heart was stirred to unusual sympathy, as she gazed into the pitifully drawn little face, with its big doll-blue eyes. She must surely say something to make David happier--and the minutes were going fast. After all, it was David that was first to speak again. "Do you like stories?" he asked. "Oh, I just love them!" "So do I. You must know a great many. The Doctor said you told them to the children. I wish there was time for you to tell me one." |
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