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Doctor In The House (1946)

`Are you relatives waiting to see someone?' he asked. He caught sight of our proud stethoscopes. `Oh, you're the new clerks, I suppose. Damn it ! I'm far too busy to show you anything.'
He scratched his curly head. He was a pleasant-looking fellow, about three years older than ourselves.
`Look,' he went on cheerfully. `Get a sheet of instructions from Sister Virtue and see how you get on examining a few patients. I've got a lumbar puncture and a couple of aspirations to do, but I'll give you a hand when I can.'
He disappeared again. The small glow of self-importance over our promotion was dimmed. Glancing nervously at one another we went through the doors into the ward.
The houseman had already disappeared behind some screens round a bed at the far end. One or two nurses were busy attending to the patients. The four of us stood by the door for ten minutes. No one took the slightest notice.
From a small door on one side of the ward the Sister appeared. She immediately bore down on our quartet.
`Get out!' she hissed savagely.
I had never seen a Sister close to before. This unexpected proximity had the effect of being in a rowing-boat under the bows of the Queen Mary.
Sister Virtue was a fine body of a woman. She was about six feet tall, her figure was as burly as a policeman's, and she advanced on her adversaries with two belligerent breasts. Even her broad bottom as she passed looked as formidable as the stern of a battleship. Her dress was speckless blue and her apron as crisp as a piece of paper. She had a face like the side of a quarry and wore a fine grey moustache.
My immediate impulse was to turn and run screaming

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