“Stretchers rushed here and there with squeaking wheels, and with patients hidden under bloodstained sheets. Everybody except herself was so efficient, and looked it. In her element, Meggie’s aunt was every inch the authoritative ward sister in her starched apron, cuffs and hat with its knife-edged creases. Very different from the ethereal figure she presented at home. Meggie had been slapped down on the very first day by a woman nearing retirement age. ‘Don’t leave the files there, put them in ...the cabinet as soon as they come back. You do know your alphabet, don’t you? Dearie me . . . what are we being sent these days. Schoolgirls?’ ‘Every problem is practical by nature and nothing is left for the imagination of a lowly clerk to wrestle with, unless I happened to book two patients into the same bed,’ Meggie told her aunt, thankful that she hadn’t. Leaving had been a relief. She felt more comfortable here at the legal office. They recognized and respected her intelligence, and that she needn’t be told twice what to do.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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