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After attending to the woman, and again urging them to dress the
child, I wrapped my warm cloak around me and started home, though
I could not forget the child.
"It is a cold night," I said to the driver as we started on our
way.
"Yes," he answered, "there will be some uncomfortable people in
the city to-night."
"In that house we just left," I continued, for I could not banish
the child from my thoughts, "there was a little child playing on
the bed without a shred of trousers on."
"Quite right," said he; "they pawned the trousers of that child
to get money to pay me for taking you to see the sick woman."
"To pay you!" said I, with indignation, and yet with admiration
for the character of the people for whom I was giving my
services--"to pay you! Then drive right back and give them their
money and tell them to go and redeem those trousers and put them
on the child!"
"The city gate will be closed before we can reach it if I
return," said he, "and we will not be able to get in to-night."
"No matter about that," I insisted, "go back and give them the
money."
He turned around with many mutterings, lashed up his mule at the
top of his speed, gave them the money, and then started on a
gallop for the city gate. It was a rough ride in that springless
cart over the rutty roads. But my house seemed warmer that night
and my bed seemed softer after I had paid the carter myself.
Among my friends and patients none are more interesting than the
Misses Hsu
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