The Quiet Professor by Betty Neels

Author:Betty Neels
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

MEREDITH was good enough to rouse himself and listen while Megan explained that it was possible that he would shortly be going to a new home. ‘It’s only temporary,’ she pointed out. ‘When I come back I’ll get another job and you can come back. I shall miss you.’ She gave him a hug and he growled in protest but when she was in bed presently he sidled up to curl himself neatly beside her. He was a great comfort.

She wasn’t sure how to get a message to the professor. She could write a note, she supposed, and leave it at the porter’s lodge, but that didn’t seem polite. On the other hand she was far too busy to go to the path. lab. and tell him in person; besides, if he was busy too he would give her short shrift. The problem was solved for her by Mr Bright, who, during his ward-round, demanded some path. lab. results not yet in the patient’s notes. ‘Phone Professor van Belfeld, Megan, and see if they are ready, will you?’

The professor’s, ‘Van Belfeld. Yes?’ sounded coldly in her ear. She gave him Mr Bright’s message and was told that the reports would be sent down at once. ‘Tell Mr Bright that they are not complete—I’ll see him about that later.’

Her, ‘Thank you, sir,’ was cut short. ‘Are you going to accept the job at the orphanage?’ he asked.

‘Well, really,’ began Megan, ‘I’m busy and Mr Bright is waiting…’

‘It takes seconds only to say yes or no,’ he sounded quite mild.

She said yes in a cross voice and the moment after wished she hadn’t. It was most unfair of him to rush her like that… ‘I shall come and see you this evening,’ he said, and put the phone down.

She sailed down the ward to where Mr Bright was waiting, her colour high, her dark eyes flashing. Mr Bright looked at her over his glasses. ‘Have you been rubbed up the wrong way? Are the reports not available yet?’

‘They are being sent down now, sir, and there is nothing the matter, thank you.’

‘A flash of temper suits you, Megan,’ observed Mr Bright, and Megan, whose warm cheeks had begun to cool, pinkened again under the eyes of the registrar and the house surgeon. Men! thought Megan, becoming all at once the efficient, professional ward sister.

The round over and Mr Bright speeded on his way with his various assistants, she went into her office and sat down. There were ten minutes or so before the dinner trolleys would arrive; she could start on the next fortnight’s off-duty list. She picked up her pen and put it down; the wretched man was coming that evening and she would have to offer him coffee at least. She had eaten the last of the biscuits, too. She had planned a salad for her supper and there was ham in the fridge—a good thing too, for she had no idea at what time he would arrive and with a cold meal she could have it ready in a few minutes once he had gone.

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