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乌兰察布体检代检代人体检【Q/微 168786248】乌兰浩特代体检入职体检代检I don’t know how many years the Little Sister had been on duty when Philip Firmin had his scarlet fever. It befell him at the end of the term, just when all the boys were going home. His tutor and his tutor’s wife wanted their holidays, and sent their own children out of the way. As Phil’s father was absent, Dr. Goodenough came, and sent his nurse in. The case grew worse, so bad that Dr. Firmin was summoned from the Isle of Wight, and arrived one evening at Grey Friars — Grey Friars so silent now, so noisy at other times with the shouts and crowds of the playground.

Dr. Goodenough’s carriage was at the door when Dr. Firmin’s carriage drove up.

“How was the boy?”

“He had been very bad. He had been wrong in the head all day, talking and laughing quite wild-like,” the servant said.

The father ran up the stairs.

乌兰察布体检代检代人体检【Q/微 168786248】乌兰浩特代体检入职体检代检Phil was in a great room, in which were several empty beds of boys gone home for the holidays. The windows were opened into Grey Friars Square. Goodenough heard his colleague’s carriage drive up, and rightly divined that Phil’s father had arrived. He came out, and met Firmin in the anteroom.

“Head has wandered a little. Better now, and quiet;” and the one doctor murmured to the other the treatment which he had pursued.

Firmin step in gently towards the patient, near whose side the Little Sister was standing.

“Who is it?” asked Phil.

“It is I, dear. Your father,” said Dr. Firmin, with real tenderness in his voice.

The Little Sister turned round once, and fell down like a stone by the bedside.

“You infernal villain!” said Goodenough, with an oath, and a step forward. “You are the man!”

“Hush! The patient, if you please, Dr. Goodenough,” said the other physician.