“That is the one weak point in my application, sir,” she said. “I have
no reference—no recommendation to give you. I am alone in the world, and
friendless—obliged to provide for my daily necessities. I came to you
from the death-bed of the only relative I had in the world.” She caught
her breath with a little sob at this, and the man’s heart was touched,
“and what I have told you about my abilities as a nurse is strictly
true. My personal character, I assure you, is above criticism;” this
with a proud uplifting of her small head that carried conviction with
it, and proved to her companion that she was no ordinary person, and
would scorn to do anything that would serve to lower her in the
estimation of others, or the esteem of herself; “But,” she added, “I
have only my own word to prove all this to you, and if such proof is
necessary, I can only give it to you by my daily deportment, during my
term of ‘probation.’”
It was a little out of order for him to receive a nurse under such
circumstances; but the more he saw of her the more interested he became,
and his curiosity to see and know more was excited.
Then, too, there was a certain ward in the hospital that was sorely in
need of nurses. He saw that she was intelligent, cool, and clear-headed,
with more than ordinary reserve force and self-possession, and feeling
confident that she was all she represented herself to be—though he had
some doubt that she had given her real name—he determined to waive the
strict letter of requirement, for once, and engage her without inquiry.
He completed the entry in his register, and then told her that she might
consider herself as engaged for a month upon trial; after which she
could be booked, if she gave satisfaction, as a regular nurse.
An expression of infinite relief swept over her face at this
information—a look which seemed to betray a sense of rest and security,
as if she suddenly felt that a safeguard from dreaded danger had been
thrown around her.
Her magnificent eyes lighted; more of energy and animation than she had
yet shown took possession of her, while the smile with which she thanked
the superintendent revealed two rows of the whitest and most perfect
teeth that he had ever seen.
“I hope she isn’t a coquette,” he mused with some anxiety, as he for the
first time realized the full power of her beauty; “for if she is, she’ll
be turning the heads of the male nurses and young doctors, and make no
end of mischief for us.”
But it was too late to retract now, and after settling a few more
preliminaries and assigning her to the ward wherein she was to serve, he
rose and told her to follow.
He led her from the office building, through the spacious rounds of the
hospital, to the main entrance, and thence to a ward in a large wing.
Then calling the head nurse of that department, he introduced the
novitiate and stated that she was prepared to enter upon her duties
immediately.
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