Even in her own sorry skin-and-bones state of wraithlike pallor and gray under eye circles she was drawing unwanted attention from would-be admirers. Michelle’s eyes opened, her body paralyzed. It occurred to her that it was absurd and wrong to be so continuously thinking of one engrossing topic, and she made a strenuous effort to force her mind to other questions. Neither of these wards had beds, and the unfortunate inmates were obliged to take their rest on the oaken floor. She could not help but admit that she liked being smiled at and addressed in the hallways by hordes of friendly faces. Contributions to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation are tax deductible to the full extent permitted by U.
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