the red acorn-第37部分

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ng　in　from　the　kitchen；　where　a　detail　of　slovenly　and　untaught　cooks　were　preparing　breakfast。

She　shuddered　and　opened　her　eyes。

The　rude　garniture　of　her　room；　thickly　covered　with　coarse　dust；　and　destitute　of　everything　to　make　life　comfortable；　looked　even　more　repugnant　than　it　had　the　evening　before。

The　attack　of　sickness　at　heart　at　the　position　in　which　she　found　herself　came　on　with　renewed　intensity；　for　the　hatefulness　of　everything　connected　with　the　lot　she　had　chosen　seemed　to　have　augmented　during　the　passing　hours。　　She　tried　to　gain　a　little　respite　by　throwing　one　white　arm　over　her　eyes；　so　as　to　shut　out　all　sight；　that　she　might　imagine　for　a　moment　at　least　that　she　was　back　under　the　old　apple　tree　at　Sardis；　before　all　this　sorrow　had　come　into　her　life。

〃It　is　not　possible；〃　she　murmured　to　herself；　〃that　Florence　Nightingale；　and　those　who　assisted　her　found　their　work　and　its　surroundings　as　unlovely　as　it　is　here。　　I　won't　believe　it。　　In　Europe　things　are　different；　and　the　hospitals　are　made　fitting　places　for　women　to　visit　and　dwell　in。〃

It　would　have　helped　her　much　if　she　could　have　known　that　the　Crimean　hospitals；　in　which　Florence　Nightingale　won　world…wide　fame；　lacked　immeasurably　of　the　conveniences　and　comforts　with　which　American　ingenuity　and　lavish　generosity　mitigated　somewhat　the　wretchedness　of　army　hospitals。

Lying　still　became　unendurable；　she　rose；　in　hopes　that　action　might　bring　some　sort　of　relief。　　Such　plain　toilet　was　made　as　the　very　limited　means　at　her　command　permitted。　　The　scant　privacy　afforded　by　her　room　was　another　torture。　　Maiden　modesty　suggested　a　Peeping　Tom　at　every　yawning　crack　in　the　planking。

At　least；　neatly　attired　in　a　serviceable　gray　frock；　with　a　dainty　white　collar　at　her　throat；　and　her　satiny　hair　brushed　smoothly　over　her　forehead；　she　opened　her　door　and　stepped　out　into　the　main　ward　room。

A　murmur　of　appreciation　arose　from　those　who　looked　upon　her；　and　the　sick　ceased　groaning；　to　feast　their　eyes　upon　the　fair；　fresh　apparition　of　sweet　young　womanhood。　　There　was　such　unmistakable　pleasure　written　on　every　face　that　for　a　moment　even　she　herself　became　a　little　conscious　that　her　presence　was　like　a　grateful　shower　upon　a　parched　and　weary　land。　　But　before　she　could　buoy　her　spirits　up　with　this　knowledge　they　sank　again　as　she　perceived　Dr。　Moxon　stalking　down　the　long　aisle；　with　ill…humor　expressed　in　every　motion　of　his　bulky　figure。　　He　was　frowning　deeply；　his　great　feet　fell　flatly　upon　the　creaking　planks；　as　if　he　were　crushing　something　at　every　step；　and　he　rated　the　occupants　of　the　cots　on　either　side　as　he　passed　along。

〃No。　4；〃　he　said　sharply　to　a　gaunt　boy；　whose　cheeks　were　burning　with　rising　fever；　〃you've　got　a　relapse。　　Serves　you　right　for　leaving　your　bed　yesterday。　　Now　don't　deny　it；　for　I　saw　you　outside　myself。　　I'll　send　the　Wardmaster　to　the　guard…house　for　that。〃

〃But；　Doctor；　it　wasn't　his　fault；〃　gasped　the　sick　man；　painfully。　〃I　begged　so　hard　to　go　out　that　he　couldn't　refuse　me。　　It　was　so　hot　in　here　and　smelled　so　badly；　that　I　felt　I　should　die　unless　I　got　a　breath　of　fresh　air。〃

〃Silence！〃　thundered　the　Surgeon；　〃I'll　have　no　talking　back　to　me。　Steward；　send　that　Wardmaster　to　the　guard…house　for　disobedience　of　orders。　　No。　7；　you　refused　to　take　your　medicine　yesterday。　Steward；　double　his　prescription；　and　if　he　shows　the　least　resistance　to　taking　it；　have　the　nurses　hold　him　and　force　it　down　his　throat。　Do　you　hear？　　There；　why　don't　you　hold　still？〃　　（This　to　a　man　who　was　having　a　large　blister　applied　to　his　back。）

〃It　hurts　so；〃　answered　the　sufferer。

〃Hurts；　eh？　　Well；　I'll　show　you　what　hurts　some　of　these　days；　when　I　cut　your　leg　off。　　Well；　what　do　you　want；　youngster？〃

A　slender；　white…faced　boy　was　standing　at　the　foot　of　his　cot；　at　〃attention；〃　and　saluting　respectfully。

〃If　you　please；〃　said　he；　〃I'd　like　to　be　discharged；　and　go　back　to　my　company。　　I'm　well　enough　now　to　do　duty；　and　I'll　be　entirely　well　in　a　short　time；　if　I　can　get　out　of　doors　into　the　fresh　air。〃

〃Indeed；〃　answered　Dr。　Moxon；　with　a　sneer；　〃may　I　inquire　when　you　began　to　diagnose　cases；　and　offer　advice　to　your　superior　officers？　　Why　don't　you　set　up　in　the　practice　of　medicine　at　once；　and　apply　for　a　commission　as　Surgeon　in　the　Army？　　Step　back；　an　don't　ever　speak　to　me　again　in　this　manner；　or　it'll　be　the　worse　for　you；　I　can　tell　you。　　I　know　when　you　are　fit　to　go　back　to　duty；　and　I　won't　have　patients　annoying　me　with　their　whims　and　fancies。　　Step　back；　sir。〃

Thus　he　passed　along；　leaving　anger　and　humiliation　behind　him；　as　a　steamer　leaves　a　wake　of　waves　beaten　into　a　froth。

〃Old　Sawbones　made　a　mistake　with　his　morning　cocktail；　and　mixed　a　lot　of　wormwood　with　it；〃　said　one　of　the　〃convalescents；〃　in　an　undertone　to　those　about　him。

〃This　awful　hot　weather's　spilin'　most　everything；〃　said　another；　〃and　the　old　man's　temper　never　was　any　too　sweet。〃

Dr。　Moxon　came　up　to　Rachel；　and　regarded　her　for　an　instant　very　unpleasantly。　　〃Young　woman；〃　he　said　in　a　harsh　tone　and　with　a　still　harsher　manner；　〃the　rules　of　this　institution　require　every　attendant　to　be　present　at　morning　roll…call；　under　pain　of　punishment。　　You　were　not　present　this　morning；　but　be　careful　that　you　are　in　the　future。〃

Rachel's　grief　over　her　own　situation　had　been　swallowed　up　by　indignation　at　the　Surgeon's　brutality　to　others。　　All　her　higher　instincts　were　on　fire　at　the　gratuitous　insults　to　boys；　toward　whom　her　womanly　sumpathies　streamed　out。　　The　pugnacious　element；　large　in　hers　as　in　all　strong　natures；　asserted　itself　and　invited　to　the　fray。　　If　there　was　no　one　else　to　resist　this　petty　tyrant　she　would；　and　mayhap　in　this　she　might　find　such　exercise　of　her　heroic　qualities　that　she　felt　were　within　her；　as　would　justify　herself　in　her　own　esteem。　　She　met　with　a　resolute　glance　his　peevish　eyes；　and　said；

〃When　the　rules　are　communicated　to　me　in　a　proper　manner；　I　shall　take　care　to　obey　them；　if　they　are　just　and　proper；　but　I　will　not　be　spoken　to　in　that　way　by　any　man。〃

His　eyes　fell　from　the　encounter　with　hers；　and　the　dull　mottle　in　his　cheek　became　crimson　with　a　blush　at　this　assertion　of　outraged　womanly　dignity。　　He　turned　away；　saying　gruffly：

〃Just　as　I　expected。　　The　moment　a　woman　comes　into　the　hospital；　all　discipline　is　at　an　end。〃

He　moved　off　angrily。　　All　the　inmates　saw　and　overheard。　　If　Rachel's　refreshing　beauty　had　captivated　them　before；　her　dauntless　spirit　completed　the　conquest。

A　cheery　voice　behind　her　said；　〃Good　morning。〃　　There　was　something　so　winning　in　its　tones　that　the　set　lines　in　her　indignant　face　relaxed；　and　she　turned　softened　eyes　to　meet　the　frankly　genial　ones　of　Dr。　Paul　Denslow。

〃Good　morning；　Miss…；〃　he　repeated；　as　she　hesitated；　a　little　dazed。

〃BondRachel　Bond's　my　name。　　Good　morning；　sir；〃　she　answered；　putting　out　her　hand。

As　he　took　it；　he　said：　　〃I　want　to　make　an　abject　apology。　　We　are　ill…prepared　to　entertain　a　lady　here；　and　no　one　knew　of　your　coming。　　But　we　certainly　intend　to　mitigate　in　some　degree　the　desolation　of　the　room　to　which　you