SEARCH
0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Prev | Current Page 485 | Next

Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"Corporal Cameron of the North West Mounted Police; a tale of the Macleod trail"

" She put her arms
under the boy's shoulder and gently and with apparent ease, assisted by
the others, lifted him to the table. "A little further--there. Now you
are easier, aren't you?" she said, smiling down into the lad's face. Her
voice was low and soft and full toned.
"Yes, thank you," said the boy, biting back his groans and with a
pitiful attempt at a smile.
"You're fine now, Jack. You'll soon be fixed up now," said his friend.
"Yes Pete, I'm all right, I know."
"Oh, I wish the doctor were here!" groaned the little nurse.
"What about a hypo?" enquired Nurse Haley quietly.
"Yes, yes, give him one."
Cameron's eyes followed the firm, swift-moving fingers as they deftly
gave the hypodermic.
"Now we must get this bleeding stopped," she said.
"Get them all out, Sergeant, please," said the little nurse. "One or two
will do to help us. You stay, Mr. Cameron."
At the mention of his name Nurse Haley, who had been busy preparing
bandages, dropped them, turned, and for the first time looked Cameron in
the face.
"Is it you?" she said softly, and gave him her hand, and, as more than
once before, Cameron found himself suddenly forgetting all the world. He
was looking into her eyes, blue, deep, wonderful.
It was only for a single moment that his eyes held hers, but to him it
seemed as if he had been in some far away land.


Pages:
473 474 475 476 477 478 479 480 481 482 483 484 485 486 487 488 489 490 491 492 493 494 495 496 497
akwarystyka
Akwarystyka, akwarystyka
Kody Do Gier
Kody Do Gier
drukarnia wielkoformatowa
Szybka drukarnia
drukarnia cyfrowa
Barwa - drukarnia cyfrowa
meble dla dzieci
meble dla dzieci