Allen Grant. Hilda Wade, a Woman with Tenacity of Purpose
CHAPTER I. THE EPISODE OF THE PATIENT WHO DISAPPOINTED HER DOCTOR
CHAPTER II. THE EPISODE OF THE GENTLEMAN WHO HAD FAILED FOR EVERYTHING
CHAPTER III. THE EPISODE OF THE WIFE WHO DID HER DUTY
CHAPTER IV. THE EPISODE OF THE MAN WHO WOULD NOT COMMIT SUICIDE
CHAPTER V. THE EPISODE OF THE NEEDLE THAT DID NOT MATCH
CHAPTER VI. THE EPISODE OF THE LETTER WITH THE BASINGSTOKE POSTMARK
CHAPTER VII. THE EPISODE OF THE STONE THAT LOOKED ABOUT IT
CHAPTER VIII. THE EPISODE OF THE EUROPEAN WITH THE KAFFIR HEART
CHAPTER IX. THE EPISODE OF THE LADY WHO WAS VERY EXCLUSIVE
CHAPTER X. THE EPISODE OF THE GUIDE WHO KNEW THE COUNTRY
CHAPTER XI. THE EPISODE OF THE OFFICER WHO UNDERSTOOD PERFECTLY
CHAPTER XII. THE EPISODE OF THE DEAD MAN WHO SPOKE
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Hilda Wade’s gift was so unique, so extraordinary, that I must illustrate it, I think, before I attempt to describe it. But first let me say a word of explanation about the Master.
I have never met anyone who impressed me so much with a sense of GREATNESS as Professor Sebastian. And this was not due to his scientific eminence alone: the man’s strength and keenness struck me quite as forcibly as his vast attainments. When he first came to St. Nathaniel’s Hospital, an eager, fiery-eyed physiologist, well past the prime of life, and began to preach with all the electric force of his vivid personality that the one thing on earth worth a young man’s doing was to work in his laboratory, attend his lectures, study disease, and be a scientific doctor, dozens of us were infected by his contagious enthusiasm. He proclaimed the gospel of germs; and the germ of his own zeal flew abroad in the hospital: it ran through the wards as if it were typhoid fever. Within a few months, half the students were converted from lukewarm observers of medical routine into flaming apostles of the new methods.
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Hilda repeated the words slowly, but very distinctly. “Do you hear, dear? Arthur’s ship… it is sighted.... Arthur’s ship… at the Lizard.”
The girl’s lips moved. “Arthur! Arthur!… Arthur’s ship!” A deep sigh. She clenched her hands. “He is coming?” Hilda nodded and smiled, holding her breath with suspense.
