“I think she ought to go to the hospital, Mrs. Pearson,” she said. “There’s something terribly wrong with her side.”
Mrs. Pearson looked relieved: she had no desire to nurse a sick old lady in her house, even though she was her aunt. She told Corinne to call for an ambulance.
It was not until two white-uniformed attendants were actually putting her on the stretcher that Miss Grant regained consciousness. Then she opened her eyes and asked for Mary Louise.
“Come with me, child!” she begged. “I want you.”
The girl nodded, and whispering a message for her mother to Jane, she climbed into the ambulance and rode to the hospital with the queer old spinster.
CHAPTER X
Night at Dark Cedars
Mary Louise sat in the waiting room of the Riverside Hospital, idly looking at the magazines, while the nurses took Miss Grant to her private room. She couldn’t help smiling a little as she thought how vexed the old lady would be at the bill she would get. Corinne Pearson had carelessly told the hospital to have one of the best rooms in readiness for the patient.
(“But, if she had her own way, Miss Grant would be in a ward,” thought Mary Louise.)
However, it was too late now to dispute over details. The head nurse came into the waiting room and spoke to Mary Louise in a soft voice.
“Miss Matilda Grant is your aunt, I suppose, Miss——?” she asked.