AT THE SIGN OF THE GOOD SAMARITAN "_That it may please Thee to preserve all that travel by land or by water.

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all sick persons, and young children._"-- THE LITANY.
"I love my love with a H'aitch, because he's 'andsome--" Tilda turned over on her right side--she could do so now without pain-- and lifting herself a little, eyed the occupant of the next bed.
The other six beds in the ward were empty.
"I 'ate 'im, because--look 'ere, I don't believe you're listenin' ?" The figure in the next bed stirred feebly; the figure of a woman, straight and gaunt under the hospital bedclothes.

A tress of her hair had come uncoiled and looped itself across the pillow--reddish auburn hair, streaked with grey.