Thrice Lost, Thrice Won — page 47: what you’re looking at

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42 “Sick pa in | Prison. eae . a Have you known him long, ‘my dene y inquired the 0 Aye % - with acunning leer. | Pade Miglin he Ae The great black eyes lobied at him, solemn, 8 baa | te 5 e . “Long enough to know he never answers ee ques Pi “What is your name?” Perse Dapeng et ee _, . “Carlotta Mendez.” iva Bere: A i ts ee. "Ah! a foreigner—I chdught g0.”” BREW ewe oe , “A Cuban, sir. Will you permit me to g0 ee my vation ” Mr. Fisher seized the hand- ball, and rang isi js mo-- RA “ment, and Judith appeared. a - “Here is the new nurse, old woman,’ aie thade hag ane x with a vicious look. “She will take your plaee, and you will _.._ take yourself back to the kitchen. Get me my supper, and quick about 1t.” e Judith and Carlotta surveyed smn other with imperturb- eats able countenances. ae “This way, ma’am,’ ’ said the old woman, turning down the Fs ate passage to the sick room. _ A “How is your patient to- night ? q?? the new nurse mbes eae hal “Sleeping just now, and-as well as she ever will be i in ‘this We cere world, L reckon.” Pca eae " x DOP “You think, then, she will die’ Po Se ER aS ec eee i _ Judith nodded grimly. IAT oe | oe Mn a iA: a - “Look for yourself, mazam,” she said, ushering aise com- panion in. “Does that look like the face of a girl likely to. recover #” Carlotta bent over the bed. White as death tual e Balla. ‘lay, and as still. The young nurse felt her pulse, listened to. her breathing, laid her hand on the hot. ea with an ex: me perienced air. | ee a “T think you are mistaken? re ide steal abies is 3 very low, but I think both life and reason ‘will return ; and: Re have nursed such eases as this before.” , From that hour, Carlotta established herself. mistress fae the sick-room. The doctor looked in surprise, when he came, © at the youthful and darkly beautiful face, and put her ~~ through a sharp cross-examination. All questions relating to her. profession she answered clearly and intelligently, ae all relating to herself she calmly ignored. «Tf Mr. Fisher: is satisfied, and if you find me corneal to fulfill my duties, I do not see the necessity of relating my i be ‘ biography to a verfect stranger,” she said, coldly transixing Aan him with her wonderful black eyes. | leehiay' aes se ,. The doctor grunted and asked no more questions. ‘That a 2 she was thoroughly competent, he soon saw. By night and igs “ae f dgy she hovered constantly beside the sey ileepless — beat , com iicboo aan