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Doctor In The House (1946)

`Certainly, sir! How about you, Mr Gordon? If I might advise you, sir, from my experience ...'
`I'll have a bottle of gin,' I said. `Can you put it on the slate until the New Year?'
`Of course, Mr Gordon. You get your allowance quarterly, don't you? Anything you like, sir.'
Arm in arm, all four, we went singing to the Nurses' Home.
The gaunt dining-hall was dripping with paper chains, and a five-piece band was stuck up on a tinsel-ringed dais in one corner. There was a Christmas tree, a running buffet on trestles, streamers, paper hats, Chinese lanterns, and all the standardized trappings of respectable jollity. On a stage at one end, opposite the band, there sat throughout the evening the Matron, in full uniform. Next to her, also uniformed, were the three Sister Tutors. Behind them were five or six of the senior Sisters in a row, and the lot were separated by sandwiches and sausage rolls on small tables. They were a jury that was constantly forming unspoken verdicts. Very little escaped them. If a girl danced with too many men or too few it was remembered until the end of her training, and if she turned up in an off-the-shoulder gown she might as well have had `Hussy' tattooed across her clavicles.
There was an interval between dances when we arrived. We pushed our way up to the buffet.
`Look at that!' Benskin said in disgust, pointing to a row of glass jugs. 'Lemonade!'
He reached across the table and picked up a half-full pitcher.
`I think we might stiffen this a little,' he continued, with a shifty glance over his shoulder towards the stage. `Hold the jug, old boy, while I get my flask out.'

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