Nurse Lang by Jean S. Macleod

Author:Jean S. Macleod [Macleod, Jean S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Two days later Philip was moved over to the hospital. Serena stood on the steps at the front door and watched the ambulance drive away, glad that Philip had not made any sort of fuss about being moved at the last minute, glad that the comings and goings at Mellyn would now cease, and above all glad that Moira would soon follow her cousin down the avenue for the last time.

She was alone in the Priory again and she felt a freedom out of all proportion flooding over her like warming sunshine after the bleak chill of rain. All these weeks when Grant had been away in South Africa attending to Philip she had had the place to herself, to wander about at will and give her own orders to the servants, and now it could be like that again. It would be like that if Grant did not marry.

Moira sat in the ambulance beside Philip, with Grant riding in the cab in front. She was still in her old uniform of starched head-square and white coat because her responsibility for Philip was not quite at an end, and she knew that it would not end even when she had handed him over to Matron and put on the severe blue hospital dress and frilled cap which would be waiting for her at the end of her journey. There was still the promise she had made to Philip to see this thing through to the end.

“Well, here we are! This is something new for both of us, Phil. Wish me luck!”

“You won’t need it for very long,” he assured her. “Once I’m on my feet again our luck will be mutual!”

Grant came round to open the doors for them and walked beside the trolley as the attendant wheeled Philip to the lift.

“Your room’s on the first floor,” he explained, “where you can see the Priory windows through the trees.”

He had arranged all that, Moira realized, sensing Philip’s deep attachment to his home and the raw, grating newness which being a patient in the hospital he knew so well would bring, and she thanked him inwardly for his thoughtfulness.

Philip demanded that she should stay with him until he was settled into his new quarters.

“Whatever orders Grant likes to issue afterwards, you’re still my nurse,” he said, “until someone comes along to take your place.” Matron came in and Grant stood aside, watching his brother’s reaction to his first experience of real authority, but Philip could be charming when he liked.

“You’re not going to find me an easy patient,” he warned. "My one idea is to get out of here as quickly as possible!”

Honor Cavendish gave him a warm, friendly smile.

“We can’t afford to keep you much longer than a month,” she said. “We need the bed.”

Moira took her leave of Philip as soon as the ward sister came in. “You will be reporting for duty, Nurse,” Matron said, following her from the room. “If you’ll come this way I’ll introduce you to the sister in charge of the physiotherapy section.

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