And the doctor was good to me,
so very patient, till I began to love my profession; to love it at first
for myself, and then for others. How good they all were to me those
days!--the nurses in the hospital, the doctors, the students--everyone
seemed to be kind; but above them all my own nurse here and my own
doctor."
In hurried eager speech she poured forth her heart as if anxious to
finish her tale--her voice, her eyes, her face all eloquent of the
intense emotion that filled her soul.
"It is wonderful!" said Cameron.
"Yes," she replied, "wonderful indeed! And I wanted to see you and have
you see me," she continued, still hurrying her speech, "for I could not
bear that you should remember me as I was those dreadful days; and I am
so glad that you--you--are pleased!" The appeal in her voice and in her
eyes roused in Cameron an overwhelming tide of passion.
"Pleased!" he cried. "Pleased! Great Heavens, Mandy! You are wonderful!
Don't you know that?"
"No," she said thoughtfully; "but," she drew a long breath, "I like to
hear you say it. That is all I want. You see I owe it all to you." The
face she turned to him so innocently happy might have been a child's.
"Mandy," cried Cameron, stopping short in his walk, "you--I--!" That
frank childlike look in her eyes checked his hot words.
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