“It’s practically irresistible,” confessed Sue.
“Then let’s celebrate. The treat’s on me for I’m at least two dollars richer than you.”
The sodas were delicious and the newly graduated nurses sipped them in luxurious leisure.
“My, but it’s going to seem good not to have to jump every time a bell clangs,” said Sue.
“I don’t know about that. I’m so used to bells I’m afraid I’ll miss them just a little bit,” Jane said.
“What do you suppose Miss Hardy wants?”
“Maybe it’s about a job.”
“Don’t worry. If there was anything like that in sight, she’d give it to one of her pets. We’d never have a chance,” said Sue bitterly.
Jane and Sue had steadfastly refused to court the favor of the supervisor of nurses and as a result many unnecessary little tasks had been heaped on their shoulders. It had been just enough to arouse their determination, and they had finished near the top of the class despite the apparent prejudice of the supervisor.
It was nearly midnight when Jane and Sue pushed open the double doors of Good Samaritan. Only the night lights illumined the halls and the strained quiet which pervades a hospital at night had settled down over the building.