The Fruit of the Tree (eBook, ePUB) - Wharton, Edith
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IN the surgical ward of the Hope Hospital at Hanaford, a nurse was bending over a young man whose bandaged right hand and arm lay stretched along the bed. His head stirred uneasily, and slipping her arm behind him she effected a professional readjustment of the pillows. “Is that better?” As she leaned over, he lifted his anxious bewildered eyes, deep-sunk under ridges of suffering. “I don’t s’pose there’s any kind of a show for me, is there?” he asked, pointing with his free hand—the stained seamed hand of the mechanic—to the inert bundle on the quilt. Her only immediate answer was to wipe the…mehr

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IN the surgical ward of the Hope Hospital at Hanaford, a nurse was bending over a young man whose bandaged right hand and arm lay stretched along the bed.
His head stirred uneasily, and slipping her arm behind him she effected a professional readjustment of the pillows. “Is that better?”
As she leaned over, he lifted his anxious bewildered eyes, deep-sunk under ridges of suffering. “I don’t s’pose there’s any kind of a show for me, is there?” he asked, pointing with his free hand—the stained seamed hand of the mechanic—to the inert bundle on the quilt.
Her only immediate answer was to wipe the dampness from his forehead; then she said: “We’ll talk about that tomorrow.”
“Why not now?”
“Because Dr. Disbrow can’t tell till the inflammation goes down.”
“Will it go down by tomorrow?”