"Then why don't you go?" she demanded fiercely.
"I may," Hilda said slowly. "I have been thinking about it. I haven't
made up my mind."
Dr. McKenzie glanced at her in surprise. "I didn't dream you felt that
way."
"I don't think I do mean it in the way you mean. I should go because
there was something worth doing--not as a grandstand play."
She went out of the room. Jean stared after her.
The Doctor laughed. "She got you there, girlie."
"Yes, she did. Do you really think she intends to go, Daddy?"
"It is news to me."
"Good news?"
He shook his head. "She is a very valuable nurse. I should hate to
lose her." He sat for a moment in silence, then stood up. "I
shouldn't hold out for a turkeyless Thanksgiving if I were you. It
isn't necessary."
"Are you taking Hilda's part, Daddy?"
"No, my dear, of course not." He came over and kissed her. "Will you
ride with me this morning?"
"Oh, yes--how soon?"
"In ten minutes. After I see this patient."
In less time than that she was ready and waiting for him in her
squirrel coat and hat and her little muff.
Her father surveyed her.
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