"Jack," he said, "it's all up. I
knew it would happen."
"What?" I asked.
"That fellow Johnson in Bed 14 is
Elizabeth Mitram's husband!"
, "Npnsense!" I answered angrily,
because the shock was almost as bad
for me as it had been for him. You
see, everyone had looked with sym
pathy upon the senior surgeon and
the pretty nurse in their unhappy love
"Go and see her, Jack," he said,
pressing my hand.
There is not much privacy in a hos
pital, but Bed J. 4 occupied a little al
cove at the end of the room, and one
could speak there without being
heard by the others. Nurse Mitram
was standing beside Johnson, and the
fellow was Woking up at her with the
face of a man under sentence of
She beckoned me tq follow her into
the night nurses' room, and there she
wheeled on me like a tigress. She
drew a paper from her a'pron pocket.
"Will you please read that," she
said to me.
It was brief and to the point. It of
fered a reward of a thousand dollars
for the arrest of a certain Lamson,
who was wanted on the charge of
theft. He had been the valet of old
Montague, the millionaire, and had
made off with all the cash he could
lay his hands on and, what had en
raged the old man most, some minia
tures Tf a dead child of his. Hence
the offer of the reward. The photo
graph accompanying the article was
that of Johnson.
"What are you going to do?" I
"I have told him to give himself
up," she, replied.
"Well," I answered, "of course we
are not informers, but "
I never saw a woman go all to
piepes so suddenly as she did. She
burst into hysterical laughter and
sohs and clung to me wildly.
"You don't understand,"she gasp
ed at length, when I Tiad quieted her
1 a little. He is penitent. Do you un
derstand now, Mr. Drake? He wants
me to go back to him. And I am go-j
ing after he has served his sen
Here was a wretched dilemma. The
man, broken by disease, outcast by,
his own actions, had drifted into the
hospital, to come face to face withj.
the woman whom he had ruined, and
the one person on earth who could
help him. She had no love for him,
but she could not leave this wreck of
a man to perish. - 0
I went to the bedside alone. John-;
son was staring up at me with hollow,
"She has told you?" he asked. ,
"Yes," I answered, and it was all I
could do to refrain "from insulting the
creature as he lay there; only his
very abjectness was a sort of protec
tion., I suppose. .
"Doctor," he said, "I've been a,
pretty bad sort of customer in my
time, but it's all over now. The police
have been notified, and they are com
ing for me, I guess." ,
"I wish to heaven you had stayed
away, or gone to some other hos
pital," I answered.
I watched Nurse Mitram pretty
closely that evening, but she went
about Tier work quite quietly. She
had herself under complete control,
but it was a question how long it
would last. It did seem a wretched
situation, but there were her princi
ples, and there was the sick man,
helpless, penitent. I am sure his con
version was sincere.
Knowing her, I knew she could not
have done otherwise.
Sure enough, next morning about
six o'clock, a police officer came into
the Ward and posted himself beside
the man's bed. That was too intoler
able, however, and we arranged that
the officer should call for the fellow
as soon as he was able to leave. We
had a little difficulty in convincing
them at headquarters, but Carruthers
could work wonders when he was
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