Were there always people there waiting for him--and did they not
sometimes grow impatient and want to find a doctor who would not keep
them waiting so long?
The woman sitting near her looked friendly, and so she asked: "Don't you
get very tired waiting for Dr. Parkman?"
"Oh, yes," sighed the woman, "very tired."
"Then why don't you go to some doctor who would attend to you more
quickly?" she pursued, moved chiefly by the desire to see what would
happen.
The woman stared, grew red, and replied frigidly: "Because I do not wish
to."
All the other patients were staring at Ernestine, too. "Why don't you do
that yourself?" asked a large woman with a sick-looking small boy.
"I guess if there was anything much the matter with you, you'd be willing
to wait," said a pale woman with a weary voice.
And then a man--she was sure that man was a victim of cancer--said
loftily: "A doctor you never have to wait for isn't the doctor you want."
"The only thing seems queer to me," said a meek looking woman, taking
advantage of the outbreak, "is that he don't look at your tongue.
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