Mary Roberts Rinehart

Name: Those That Wait
Author: Mary Roberts Rinehart

Those That Wait (1910)

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“Those That Wait”, published in 1910, is a work by Mary Roberts Rinehart. It explores elements such as Phillips, cot and Armitage.

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, Those That Wait (1910)

“ It threw into relief, above the blanket, Phillips's impassive white face, and the Major's suddenly aged one. From the foot of the cot the Surgeon gave medicine now and then, and could think of no comfort—the body being his province, not the soul.
From far off across the camp there rose a distant hubbub of noise. It spread, grew, came close and resolved itself into the clamor of forty thousand throats. Like waves breaking on the sand the sound approached, receded, crept on again. It beat against the canvas walls of the hospital, and echoed back from the hills. The camp was suddenly alive ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, Those That Wait (1910)

“ After a while he scribbled a line, and sent it to Major Armitage, in charge of the field hospital, and then he sat and waited, patting Phillips's hand now and then, and muttering under his breath.
"A little bit of nursing," he snarled, "a woman to fuss over them and make them comfortable, that's what they need here: it's the men that have never seen a battle that are dying in this war."
The heat was terrible. A lantern hung above the head of the cot, leaving Phillips's face in shadow and throwing out clear and distinct, the undress of the Surgeon. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, Those That Wait (1910)

“ When he went back, a man was sitting on the side of the nearest cot. He was testing his strength, putting his feet down and raising himself an inch or two with his hands. Evidently he was satisfied, for he called Phillips over.
"Let me get up in that chair, Sergeant," he pleaded in a whisper. "I can't sleep, and I can kick Simpson if he's needed. You take this bed: you'd better lie down before you fall down."
Without protest Phillips dropped on the cot and stretched himself luxuriously. The convalescent wrapped his blanket around his knees and put his feet on the end of the bed. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, Those That Wait (1910)

“ Doctor, he's my boy!" he choked, giving way at last to the horror of the thing. "My God! He is my son, and I tore up his furlough, Doctor. I gave him Death instead of Life. Man, is there nothing I can do? Have I got to sit here and let him die?" ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, Those That Wait (1910)

“ It was Johnson, of the Ambulance Corps, who found him the next day, refusing to be undressed, and raving of a furlough that had torn itself into scraps. And when Major Armitage, on hospital inspection that day, came around, the sick man buried his face in his pillow and babbled. Johnson undressed him, bathed him, and sat by him for a while, cursing the kitchen which sent in soup filled with vegetables, and straining through a towel the little that Phillips would take.
"He's finished himself, all right," Simpson whimpered. "No sleep—rotten grub—and workin' twenty-four hours a day. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, Those That Wait (1910)

“ The idea of a two-hundred-pound man keeping clean on a pint of water ter in die! Phillips? What about Phillips?"
"He's very bad, sir," Johnson replied. "I wish you could come over to-night and look at him. He's weak, and wearing himself out with delirium."
"He's a good boy, Phillips is," the Surgeon spoke through his towel. "I'll come over and bring Major Armitage if I can get him."
Through the long days Phillips had lain on the end cot; when ice was plentiful sometimes a cup of small pieces was put on the ground beside him, and he learned to reach down and fumble for it. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, Those That Wait (1910)

“ Johnson replied.
"It's Iowa," the Surgeon supplemented. "She won't get here for three days. The boy's been sick for two weeks. I don't know why he didn't get away from this plague spot while he could."
Simpson brought a chair and Major Armitage sat down beside the cot. He took the galloping pulse, and being a careful man, he took it for two minutes instead of one. With the touch of his cool hands the muttering ceased; Phillips, who had been staring at the tent roof, suddenly turned his head and looked at Armitage; then he jerked his hand away. ”

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