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Friendship And The Nurse

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"Hattie and you do not seem to bo friends any more," said the short, thin woman as she paid the fare. "Well, no, we are not," replied the tall, stout woman, slipping her dime back in her pocket book. "Youknowthe uurse she thought so inuch of came to live with me last winter. " "Why, how did that happen?" asked the short, thin woman. "M - well, I suppose it was because she heard me say that I paid my nurse 50 cents more a week than Hattie did and that I wanted one at the time. Of course I didu't say that to her, you know, but she heard me. Maybe I mentioned, too, that I give my nurse three evenings out a week. Girls wiĆ­l be girls, you know, and my husband can look aftor the children on those evenings as well as she can. ' ' "M'hm. It keeps a man f rom finding fault with his wife's management, too, if he's kept busy whilo he's at home. " "Yes, and I've noticed that by the time they are in bed he's too tired to think of going out. Well, as I was saying, that girl came to me the very nest week. Oh. and the storics she told me about Hattie, even to the things she had said about me, you'd scarcely believe. The girl couldn't stem to rememberauy of themat flrst, but after I'd jogged her memory she told me lots. Hattie wanted to quarrel with me. I could see that, but she clidn't quite daro. She knew how ninch that girl knew. Besides, I was as sweet as honey to her every time we met. ' ' "Then how comes it that you are not friends how?" "Oh, didn't I teil you? The girl went back to her after a while. " "Oh," said the short, thin woman. -


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