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No sooner was Rose in London than she made her way to the hospital indicated in the anonymous note which had been the cause of her and her husband's unwelcome return to town.
She had never been inside a hospital before. There was something bewildering in its vastness and its antiquity. Close by ran swift the current of City life, ever turbid and boisterous. In there all was calm and still. The one thought that brightened and hallowed the spot was the life that had been saved, especially among the poor, to whom our great hospitals are indeed a blessing and a boon.