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WHEN Meg awoke to consciousness she looked about her in consternation. / She was in a large ward containing many other beds, and as she looked / with startled eyes around, it gradually dawned upon her that she was / in the Infirmary. From the sunshine, brightness and comfort of Friars / Court to the Infirmary. Meg turned her face to the wall and wept. The / iron had entered into her soul, she wished she could die.
She felt she was forgotten and absolutely alone. The pain at her heart / was so fierce and strong that it was almost unendurable. She could / scarcely trust herself to think of Sheila. She felt that had it not / been for her she might still have been comparatively happy, tramping / the lanes and sleeping under the stars.