Cherry Ames Island Nurse by Helen Wells

Author:Helen Wells
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Springer Publishing Company

CHAPTER X

A Meeting in St. John’s

SIR IAN HAD CONTINUED TO FEEL BETTER AND RESPOND well to the diet of bland foods that Dr. Mac had prescribed. Under Cherry’s direction, Tess, the cook, carefully prepared the small, frequent meals and took great pride in doing so.

“But he’ll no get well entirely with all the proper food in the world,” Tess predicted. “He’s sore troubled in his mind. Sir Ian has to put up with the wild spending of his brother and sister in England. And the mines, too, na weel for so long. His fine, helpful brother, who was Master Lloyd’s father, died, and left Sir Ian to carry the whole burden of the Barclays. ’Tis muckle burden for one man.”

Yet, in spite of his big burden, Sir Ian was recovering little by little under Cherry’s capable nursing care. No small part was due to Lloyd, who was slowly making his uncle realize that here was someone who was a true Barclay, worthy to take over the Balfour Mines someday. Bit by bit, Sir Ian’s mind was being relieved about the operation of the mines.

It was during the fifth week that Cherry had been at Barclay House that Sir Ian began to walk about in the garden. He expressed a longing to take a ride in the car. Dr. Mac thought it a good idea. So on the following Sunday afternoon, Lloyd suggested that his uncle and Cherry go for a drive with him since it was the chauffeur’s Sunday off. Meg was going to the hospital with the doctor to help him catch up with some more paperwork in the office.

“Da, we need a good hospital and proper professional assistance,” Meg said. “Douglas is working himself to the bone with all he has to do. And I don’t want to marry a bag of bones.”

“I’d give him his hospital now if there was the money for it,” her father said.

“Oh, Da dear, you talk like a feudal baron or something, making a gift to his retainers,” Meg told him. “The community has a right to an adequate hospital with adequate medical staff. This isn’t the Middle Ages, Da, you old darling.” She gave him a resounding kiss on the top of his head as he sat in the hall downstairs, waiting for Lloyd to bring the car around.

Meg had started outside when Sir Ian called after her, “What’s this about marrying that sandy-haired pill pusher? Has he asked ye yet?”

“No, but he will,” Meg answered merrily. “Only a matter of time now.” She paused, then added, “Oh, dear, I do hope Bess Cowan doesn’t make any of those dreary remarks of hers about the ‘turrible responsibilities of the wedded state’ before Douglas. I do wish someone cheerier were on duty today at the hospital.”

Meg darted out the door, looking like a butterfly in her yellow dress, and into her car.

A few minutes later Lloyd brought his car and Sir Ian settled himself comfortably in the back seat, while Cherry sat in front beside Lloyd.

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