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The Shadowy Third Dare's Gift The Past Whispering Leaves A Point in Morals The Difference Jordan's End
THE SHADOWY THIRD
THE SHADOWY THIRD
When the call came I remember that I turned from the telephone in a romantic flutter. Though I had spoken only once to the great surgeon, Roland Maradick, I felt on that December afternoon that to speak to him only once--to watch him in the operating-room for a single hour--was an adventure which drained the colour and the excitement from the rest of life. After all these years of work on typhoid and pneumonia cases, I can still feel the delicious tremor of my young pulses; I can still see the winter sunshine slanting through the hospital windows over the white uniforms of the nurses.
"He didn't mention me by name. Can there be a mistake?" I stood, incredulous yet ecstatic, before the superintendent of the hospital.
"No, there isn't a mistake. I was talking to him before you came down." Miss Hemphill's strong face softened while she looked at me. She was a big, resolute woman, a distant Canadian relative of my mother's, and the kind of nurse I had discovered in the month since I had come up from Richmond, that Northern hospital boards, if not Northern patients, appear instinctively to select. From the first, in spite of her hardness, she had taken a liking--I hesitate to use the word "fancy" for a preference so impersonal--to her Virginia cousin. After all, it isn't every Southern nurse, just out of training, who can boast a kinswoman in the superintendent of a New York hospital.
"And he made you understand positively that he meant me?" The thing was so wonderful that I simply couldn't believe it.
"He asked particularly for the nurse who was with Miss Hudson last week when he operated. I think he didn't even remember that you had a name. When I asked if he meant Miss Randolph, he repeated that he wanted the nurse who had been with Miss Hudson. She was small, he said, and cheerful-looking. This, of course, might apply to one or two of the others, but none of these was with Miss Hudson."
"Then I suppose it is really true?" My pulses were tingling. "And I am to be there at six o'clock?"
"Not a minute later. The day nurse goes off duty at that hour, and Mrs. Maradick is never left by herself for an instant."
"It is her mind, isn't it? And that makes it all the stranger that he should select me, for I have had so few mental cases."
"I can't help putting myself into my cases. I suppose one ought not to?"
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