The Village Nurse (1960s Medical Romance Book 4) by Sheila Burns

Author:Sheila Burns [Burns, Sheila]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: medical romance, vintage romance, nurse stories, medical fiction, doctors and nurses, clean romance, clean wholesome romance
Publisher: Wyndham Books (Medical Romance)
Published: 2019-02-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

It was a busy week-end, and she almost wished that she had not promised to sup with Sir Charles on the Sunday night. Saturday had brought a letter from Chris, which she had not anticipated, and she had read it over her tea.

Dearest Claire, and I mean this.

Both of us have had time to think about things, and come to some conclusion. I am not as bad a chap as you think me to be. The leopard cannot change his spots, and anyway Lucille has gone down with measles. That’s the worst of getting off with kids! Also we are short-staffed in the theatre.

I miss you horribly, and when are you coming back? I intend coming down to see you when you can give me a week-end when Charles Hague is not there. He would be in the way. We have got to meet and talk this out, dear, for I do care for you.

Plainly he had then been called away, and had returned in a new mood to finish his letter.

Slight interruption, with an accident case. They are always stupid at picking the right time for things! Please, darling, let me visit you? I write silly letters but truly I have much to say, and the broken heart hurts me. We’ve been silly, and at heart neither of us are silly people.

She wished that the very sight of his writing had not got the power to disturb her. She dressed for the supper party wondering what she could say to the letter, she needed time to digest it. Mrs. Hopkins had noticed that she was quiet and put the wrong meaning to it.

‘Don’t let the village chaps upset you, Sister. It’s having all them old nurses what did it.’

‘Oh, it doesn’t worry me too much,’ she lied valiantly.

‘Talk dies of itself,’ she said. ‘Men is always men, and they likes pretty faces.’

How true it was!

She had seen the men looking back after her when she drove past the fields where they were working. At St. Julian’s the students had been the only difficulty, and they were too well trained to be obvious. If they showed it, they would get the Warden after them, so they held back. Maybe it was absurd to take the whole thing to heart, but it worried her.

She had decided to answer Chris’s letter after supper when she got back from Stable House. She tied a light amethyst sash round the pale blue frock. She did not want Chris coming down to see how she was getting on, and it was just the sort of impetuous thing that he could do so easily. Yet she wanted news of him.

She had been out to a case, the woman had had three stillborn children already, and was in difficulties. In the end she had gone to hospital, and as she tied her sash she heard a man’s voice below her window.

‘Sister?’

They’re not coming into my very garden to molest me? she thought and went to the window.

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