She could have forgiven
Priscilla Glenn if, having overdone her "late leave," she had crawled
into a back window to escape punishment. It would have made her more
understandable. As it was, Mrs. Thomas tapped!
"Come in, please," said Priscilla, and the large, handsome superintendent
entered and sat down.
"I thought I would come and tell you," she said, trying to keep her
professional expression while her maternal heart warmed to the girl,
"that you have been highly honoured. There is to be a very important
operation to-morrow at three o'clock. Doctor Ledyard is to perform it,
assisted by his young partner. He has asked for several nurses, and he
named _you_--singled you out. He has observed you; wishes to--use you.
It's a great compliment, Miss Glynn." So often had Priscilla corrected,
to no avail, the wrong pronouncing of her name, that she now accepted it
without further demur. Flushing and trembling, she went close to Mrs.
Thomas and held her hands out impulsively.
"All my glory is coming at once!" she faltered.
"Glory? Well, you are a queer girl. To stand for hours under that man's
eye! You call it glory? Why, it is an honour because it is _that man,
that eye_; but as to glory! My dear Miss Glynn, I must insist that you go
off this afternoon and play--somewhere.
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