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Chapter 13

           Itwasdimandcoolintheroom.AsIlayonthebedIcouldseethebigmirrorontheothersideoftheroombutcouldnotseewhatitreflected.Theporterstoodbythebed.Hehadanicefaceandwasverykind.

           "Youcango,"Isaidtohim."Youcangotoo,"Isaidtothenurse."Whatisyourname?"

           "Mrs.Walker."

           "Youcango,Mrs.Walker.IthinkIwillgotosleep."

           Iwasaloneintheroom.Itwascoolanddidnotsmelllikeahospital.ThemattresswasfirmandcomfortableandIlaywithoutmoving,hardlybreathing,happyinfeelingthepainlessen.AfterawhileIwantedadrinkofwaterandfoundthebellonacordbythebedandrangitbutnobodycame.Iwenttosleep.

           WhenIwokeIlookedaround.Therewassunlightcominginthroughtheshutters.Isawthebigarmoire,thebarewalls,andtwochairs.Mylegsinthedirtybandages,stuckstraightoutinthebed.Iwascarefulnottomovethem.IwasthirstyandIreachedforthebellandpushedthebutton.Iheardthedooropenandlookedanditwasanurse.Shelookedyoungandpretty.

           "Good-morning,"Isaid.

           "Good-morning,"shesaidandcameovertothebed."Wehaven’tbeenabletogetthedoctor.He’sgonetoLakeComo.Nooneknewtherewasapatientcoming.What’swrongwithyouanyway?"

           "I’mwounded.Inthelegsandfeetandmyheadishurt."

           "What’syourname?"

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