He’s a fine man and you should value him at his true worth. You youngsters have no right to be calling him The Pill, and such things. He—–” “Pill is just a medical term,” Gwen assured her with a straight face. “He’s a good, kind, responsible man,” Bessie scolded, as they listened in astonishment. “You’re all too young to understand his viewpoint.” “Maybe so,” Gwen conceded, “but couldn’t we talk about something else now? Or—I’ll tell you what—let’s sing! Wa-ay down u-pon the Swa-NEE Ri-ver—–” Several not very melodious voices warbled along with Gwen’s. Bessie beat her hands together for silence. “If you can’t sing, don’t sing!” she said sourly. The girls stared. Good-humored Bessie—cranky! “Whatever came over her?” Vivian whispered to Cherry. “Never saw her like this before,” Ann murmured. “Something must be wrong.” They watched Bessie paddle around the stable in her bare feet and old-fashioned cambric nightgown. She stumbled over big Bertha, who was washing her stock-ings in her helmet.
What do You think about Cherry Ames 04 Chief Nurse?
