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"
Walker
?
"
"
That
’
s
it
.
They
’
ve
too
many
nurses
here
now
.
There
must
be
some
more
patients
or
they
’
ll
send
us
away
.
They
have
four
nurses
now
.
"
"
Perhaps
there
’
ll
be
some
.
They
need
that
many
nurses
.
It
’
s
quite
a
big
hospital
.
"
"
I
hope
some
will
come
.
What
would
I
do
if
they
sent
me
away
?
They
will
unless
there
are
more
patients
.
"
"
I
’
d
go
too
.
"
"
Don
’
t
be
silly
.
You
can
’
t
go
yet
.
But
get
well
quickly
,
darling
,
and
we
will
go
somewhere
.
"
"
And
then
what
?
"
"
Maybe
the
war
will
be
over
.
It
can
’
t
always
go
on
.
"
"
I
’
ll
get
well
,
"
I
said
.
"
Valentini
will
fix
me
.
"
"
He
should
with
those
mustaches
.
And
,
darling
,
when
you
’
re
going
under
the
ether
just
think
about
something
else
—
not
us
.
Because
people
get
very
blabby
under
an
anæsthetic
.
"
