Chapter 3

Later he sat in his office and worked on some papers. Suddenly, he thought again at Tennyson`s poem. He could hear Anne's clear and lovely voice, as she recites tow stanzas. This Miss Shirley was really remarkable.

The rest of the day passed very quickly. A patient with an acute appendicitis required Gilbert's whole attention. It was almost 6.00 PM, as he finished his work. He had already changed his cloth, as he decided to visit room 22c again, before he would leave the hospital. Somehow, he wants to speak again with Miss Shirley. "Good evening, Miss Shirley." Smiling he entered the room. She wears her hair plaited, now. Again he noticed how pretty she was. "Dr. Blythe! Don't you have yet closing time?" She asked and smiled. "I want even go home. But I want look after you, before I leave the house. How are your foot?" "Fine, thank you. And I haven't read!" Sly she looks at him. "But, I have one question." Anne hesitated. "You can ask everything." "How.how long must I stay here? It is only. The school board will pay for my treatment, because the accident is happened in the school. But, I don't will charge them needless, because I'm guilty on this accident." Nervous she fiddles with the coverlet. "I can't say exact how long, in the moment. But don't be worry about it. Why did you balance on this paling?" Anne's cheeks blushing: "Sometimes, I'm a little bit too impulsive. Someone had said one time, the reason is my red hair, and I think this is right." She laughed and stroked a lock back. "To be impulsive is sometimes very useful, too." Gilbert answered. "Sure, but not if it treat of such foolishnesses, how balancing on a paling. Miss Brook say she have no hope that I will change myself some time. She means I will be so sill as now, even I'm 60 years old." Both laughed and than Gilbert said good-bye.