His Second Wife by Ernest Poole
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hear the reply she was called back into the bedroom, where on her bed
with both hands clenched Amy was saying: "I can't bear this! Make him give me something--quick!" The rest of the night was a blur and a haze, of which Joe was the centre--Joe half crazed and impatient, making impossible demands. "You can't get a nurse in a minute, my friend, at five A. M.," the doctor cried. "I'm doing my best, if you'll give me a chance!" The fight went on. The nurse arrived, and turning to Ethel the doctor said, "Get him out of this." And she took Joe into the living-room. But there with a sudden curse and a groan he began to walk the floor. "This doctor--what do we know of him? He was all I could find! We haven't been to a doctor in years! . . . Ah--that's it!" And he went to the telephone, where in a few moments she heard him saying tensely, "Bill, old man, I'm in trouble." And she thought, "It's his partner." "What have you done?" she asked him. "Got Bill Nourse on the 'phone. He's bringing another doctor." "But Joe! You should have asked this one first!" "Should I?" was his distracted reply. The second physician soon arrived, and was as surprised and annoyed as the first one when he found how he had been summoned. In a moment with |
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