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It came for you from the university.

I've been waiting for this for ages.

Is it the news?

I'm not sure yet.

I passed!

Oh, wonderful.

Congratulations.

Can I see it?

Oh, my goodness.

You've done much more than just pass. Indeed, you receive distinction in every

class.

Oh, no.

This was mailed over a month ago.

I can't believe it. Well, what's the matter?

I was supposed to return these registration papers by last Monday.

I've missed the deadline to secure my place in second year. Felicity, you've

to phone the registrar's office immediately and explain to them what's

Hello, operator?

I'd like to place a person -to -person call to Dalhousie University in Halifax.

The registrar's office, please.

Felicity King.

Hello. Yes.

I'm a second -year medical student, and I'd like to confirm my registration.

King.

Felicity.

Excuse me, Mrs. Pettibone.

I'd like to purchase this suit, but I'll need the next size. There doesn't seem

to be one in stock. Dr. Snow, are you acquainted with anyone on the faculty of

medicine at Dalhousie University?

No, I'm afraid not. Why do you ask?

Felicity's having trouble with her second year registration.

I understand that. And I realize that you only accept a limited number of

students from outside of Nova Scotia, but... Couldn't you just make an

this once?

What did they say?

My position has already been reassigned to another student.

Unless someone else drops out, I have to wait a whole year to go back.

Mrs. Peterbone, perhaps I'll return later.

Oh, no, do forgive me, Dr. Snow. I'll take that over.

Oh,

sorry.

That's just terribly unfair.

What are you burning there?

Nothing.

Just paper.

You worked hard for these grades, Felicity.

And a lot of good it did me.

I feel like one of those little white mice.

They keep in the labs at school.

Running around in mazes all day, thinking that they're going someplace

really it's just a test to see how smart they are.

Sweetheart, you've had a terrible disappointment, but it isn't the end of

world. I know that's not what you want to hear, but it is the truth.

Don't forget what you've accomplished at medical school already.

And a year isn't as long as it seems.

Believe me.

The years go faster and faster as you get older.

Time will pass.

And before you know it, you'll be back at school and studying like nobody's

business.

You're pretty convincing, Father.

I almost believe you.

I can't help it.

I'm proud of you.

Colleen Wells Pritchard now. Of course, I'd heard you were married.

But I had no idea you were... It takes some getting used to, even for me.

Felicity, this is my husband.

Seth Pritchard, Felicity King.

Felicity and I were in school together.

Seems a million years ago now, doesn't it? It's nice to meet you, Seth.

Hey, man.

Felicity's been away in Halifax studying to be a doctor.

Are you planning to stay home the whole summer?

Yes, I imagine I'll be here quite a while.

Well, that'll be grand, then. Maybe you'd like to come by our place for a

one of these days. Oh, yes, do, Felicity, please.

I'd love to.

We live a ways out, but it's no trouble if you ever need a ride, Felicity. I

could just pick you up on my way in from work. Whoa, you're having one of your

bad spells, Colleen. What kind of spell?

I get a little queasy sometimes. I'm sure it'll pass soon. I've been trying

get her to the doctor's, but she just won't go.

Oh, well, we're going to go now, Colleen Wells Pritchard, and that's the end of

it. What is it, Felicity?

I'm not sure, but we're going to go and see Dr. Snow. I think that's a good

idea. Let's go. Come on, Sylvie.

Take all the time that you need.

Is my wife all right, Doctor?

She was long overdue for a thorough examination, but...

All things considered, your wife appears to be in good health, Mr. Pritchard.

Why has she been feeling so ill?

Unfortunately, dyspepsia is extremely common in the later months of pregnancy.

That's nothing to worry about.

I've prescribed a special diet which should help alleviate the discomfort.

You'll follow my instructions faithfully, I trust?

Yes, sir.

I'll be coming by regularly from now on to check on your wife, Mr. Pritchard,

but don't be a stranger.

You send for me at once if she has any trouble at all.

I will. Thank you kindly.

Miss King.

Would you mind waiting a minute? I'd like to have a word.

Certainly.

Colleen, take care.

Thank you.

Seth, I'll speak to you both soon.

Thank you.

What is it, Doctor?

Well, first let me apologize for eavesdropping the telephone conversation

yesterday. But since I have been made aware of your current academic

difficulties, I think I may have struck upon a solution which could be of

considerable benefit to both of us.

You have.

Yes. I'd like to offer you a job, Miss King, as my assistant, unless you're

planning to stay at the General Store in the interim.

No.

I mean, yes, of course I'm interested.

When should I start?

Would tomorrow morning be too soon?

Tomorrow morning would be fine.

Wonderful.

I'll see you then, Miss King.

And take up a glass of my extra special red currant cordial. Oh, Aunt Eliza, I

thought you stopped making this cordial years ago. Oh, no. I stashed away an

extra bottle just to be ready for a special occasion of this kind.

A toast to Felicity on her new job and to her continued success in every

venture. Here, here.

Here, here.

Well.

Cheddar cheese biscuits.

Everyone? Mother, I wasn't... You know,

Father, you were right.

Working for Dr. Snow is going to make the year pass very quickly.

Oh, Felicity, I have no doubt you'll be ready to take on the world by the time

you're finished.

It's hard to believe you're the same girl who once needed her old dad to help

tie up her boot laces.

Father, I still need you to drive me to work in the morning. I want to arrive

looking my best.

I could drive Felicity for you, Father.

No, thank you, Felix. I'd like to get there on time my first day.

Well,

here we are, my lady.

Bright and early as requested.

My stomach is all butterflies.

I don't know why I should feel so nervous. I wasn't this nervous at

school.

It happens to the best of us, my dear.

Go on, you'll be fine. Dr. Snow is lucky to have as talented and capable an

assistant as you.

I'll be sure and tell him that you said that.

Dr.

Snow?

Oh, good morning, Miss King. I'll be right with you. I'm just in the middle

something.

Could I be of any assistance, Doctor?

Oh, I don't think...

Well, perhaps I could just observe what you're doing then.

Actually, I was about to scrub down the surgery floor with disinfectant.

Not too interesting to observe, I'm afraid.

As for this thing, you're rather overdressed for it, Miss King.

However, I do have a pressing errand you could run if you wouldn't mind to.

I'd like to charge these to Dr. Snow's account, please.

Doing the doctor's cleaning, are you, Miss King?

I most certainly am not.

Dr. Snow does his own cleaning. He simply ran out of a few things. Whatever

say. See, I'd believe you, even if thousands of others wouldn't.

And, by the by, I think I'm really going to enjoy taking over your old job.

Oh, it hurts like the devil. Could you give me a tonic for the pain, Doctor?

Well, let's find out what's wrong first, shall we?

Open wide, please, Mr. MacDonald.

Ah, I see the trouble right there. Definitely an abscess. You'll find this

interesting, Miss King.

The second molar, upper left side.

Now, that tooth will have to be pulled to prevent the infection from spreading

to other structures of the mouth and jaw.

Yes, I agree.

You really should consider seeing the dentist in Carmody every once in a

Mr. MacDonald.

I've heard dentists do some ungodly tortures to a man. I'd rather trust

to a doctor, thank you very much.

Good Lord, man, what's that?

It's an intrusive gas.

I know, it's perfectly safe.

You'll need the anaesthetic to doctor me. Oh, not necessary, doctor. I've got

own anaesthetic.

Right then.

I'm ready.

Well, if you'll just lie back on the table, Mr. McDonald.

We'll get started.

Would you ask the girl to step outside, Doctor? I'd rather she not witness my

frailty.

Miss King is a student of medicine.

It's a crucial part of her training to observe.

Really, Dr. Snow?

It's all right. I'm not all that interested in observing this particular

procedure anyway.

Rinse Mr.

MacDonald's tooth and wrap it in gauze, please. Shouldn't we just dispose of it?

No, it seems the patient would like to keep his tooth as a souvenir.

Open wide again, Mr. MacDonald.

Now, bite down gently, gently.

Now, that spot's going to be tender for a bit, I'm afraid.

You keep ice on it and gargle with salt water every few hours.

I'll stop by your place tomorrow and see how you're doing.

Dr. Snell.

I just wanted to ask why you use tea as a compress.

Oh, the tannic acid in the tea helps to promote clotting, curb bleeding.

It's amazing how many of these so -called folk remedies have real medical

Thank goodness we won't have to rely on them much longer.

How's that?

Well, with all the research currently being done to cure diseases, new miracle

drugs are being discovered every day.

I wish I could show your optimism, Miss King, but it's been my experience that

miracles are few and far between in this profession.

A great many things are still beyond our control.

Oh, I'm sorry. I don't mean to discourage you by spouting my personal

Uh, was there anything else you wanted to ask?

No. I think I'll just finish tidying up the outer office.

I will leave it in your capable hands, Miss King.

Yes, mother.

Oh, come into the parlor, dear.

Ah, Felicity, just the girl we've been waiting for. Why?

Oh, I want to get a photograph of you for my article.

local girl enters Brave New World of Medicine. So I want you to tell me every

detail of your first day on the job. Aunt Olivia, I don't think your readers

going to find it very interesting. The only thing I did today that was even

remotely medical was clean Gurney McDonald's rotten old tooth.

Oh, well, sounds like a good start to me. Come on, dear.

You know, you shouldn't judge your first day too harshly, Felicity. It takes a

bit of time to get one's bearings at the beginning.

That's right. And if I know you, Felicity King, once you get the hang of

Dr. Snow will wonder how I ever got along without you. I doubt that.

No, you just have to find a way to make the job your own.

Oh, that's right. If you concentrate on the areas where you really shine, well,

you can demonstrate your strong points.

Now, smiling.

That wasn't so bad, was it?

Dr. Snow, I'd like to undertake something if you're agreeable.

Oh, what's that?

Well, I was tidying up the patient files when I noticed these handwritten notes

tucked inside.

When I retrieve the files through, they tend to slip out, and I'm a little bit

concerned that valuable information might be misplaced.

Wouldn't it be a lot easier if the notes were typewritten and followed a

consistent format?

Well, I see your point, Miss King. The thing is, when I get home from a call at

2 or 3 in the morning, I'm far too tired to do much more than just scribble down

a few lines to jog my memory later.

Well, then perhaps I could come up with a compromise that would satisfy us both.

Very well.

Dr. Snow's account?

Yes.

Pretty important work you do over there, is it?

Typewriting and scrubbing floors and such.

Next thing you know, he'll be trusting you enough to start your shirt.

Didn't your mother ever tell you it's not polite to stare?

Pardon me, miss, but I've been waiting an awfully long time.

I'm sure the doctor will be with you soon, Mrs. Inglis.

How soon?

Leave me alone!

Five minutes? Ten minutes? Stop that!

Any minute, I imagine.

Well, I hope it is soon, because I feel very unwell, and I have been waiting

quite a long time.

Give me my hat!

Stop that this instant, both of you! You're behaving like perfect...

or I swear I'll tie you both down. Get up, you two.

Leave that poor girl alone.

What if I caught you fighting like that again?

Can I see the doctor now?

Yes, Mrs. Angliss. By all means, go right ahead.

Don't take that tone with me, Felicity King.

And I'd like to be announced first, if you please.

Mrs. Inglis is here to see you, Doctor.

She's feeling very unwell and has been waiting a very long time.

Been driving around the bend, has she?

Yes, Doctor, that's correct.

Send her in.

I actually miss helping you with the animals, Father.

They don't nag or complain or argue.

Or tell their fathers what they're really thinking about.

Come on.

What's troubling you?

Things aren't progressing exactly as I had hoped working with Dr. Snow.

Oh? Oh, he's just so regressive and old -fashioned compared to my professors at

school.

It's a little bit frustrating.

Well, Dr. Snow's style may be less than exciting, but he's a good man.

He's well -respected in this community, you know.

I know.

It's just... Well, I'm not certain that what I'll learn working for him will be

of any use to me when I return to school.

In many respects, I might as well have just stayed at the general store.

But I just thought working in a doctor's office would give you the kind of

practical experience you can't get in a...

Books are in the lab.

And that'll come in handy one day when you have your own practice.

No?

From what I've learned so far, I'm not convinced I'd be cut out for the tedium

of a country practice.

Well, keep at it.

Persevere, my dear.

Things are bound to get better.

What on earth are you doing, Mr. MacDonald?

I've come to settle my account.

With food?

Miss King, these provisions are worth at least what I owe, if not more.

Oh, there you are, Doctor.

Ah, feeling better, Mr. MacDonald. Oh, aye, my mouth's healed up dandy, and the

blacksmith made me a smart new watch fob out of the tooth.

If you can afford to pay the blacksmith, Mr. MacDonald, surely you can afford to

pay Dr. Snow.

Young lady, the blacksmith got two good rounds of cheddar for his trouble, and

he was glad of it, Doctor.

I've got a wee bit of a winter cash flow problem.

Not to worry.

That'll be fine, Miss King. Thank you, Doctor.

Good day.

Why would you tolerate that, Dr. Snow? I never would.

Oh, I chose the country practice because I want to help people.

I'd rather be paid in food than have a man leave an illness untreated because

he's afraid to part with his money.

Well... There's an awful lot of food here for one person. I hope you can eat

all before it spoils.

Oh, never fear, Miss King.

Not one morsel of this excellent food shall go to waste.

Oh, saints above. What's all this then, Doctor?

Oh, a gift from Mr. Gurney MacDonald in anticipation of the blessed event.

Oh, Lord, love him. I never knew Mr. MacDonald was such a generous sort.

Nor did he.

How have you been sleeping, Mrs. Pritchard?

I've done better.

She's jumpy as a cat, Doctor.

Barely shuts her eyes through the night.

I can't get comfortable.

My back's aching something fierce.

That's because the baby's moving into position, Mrs. Pritchard. She'll be

into labor any day.

And I'll have to insist to stay in bed from now on. Well, everything's all

right, isn't it?

Seth, first labors are generally long and strenuous.

The doctor just wants Colleen to get as much rest as she can beforehand.

I'll sure be glad when it's all over and I'm holding my little one safe in my

arms.

Doctor, may I let Colleen hear the baby's heartbeat with your stethoscope?

Oh, could I, Doctor?

By all means.

Now, Colleen, you'll have to breathe as softly as you can.

Can you hear it?

I think.

Yeah. Seth, come listen.

It's our baby.

And I commend you, Miss King.

When you've a mind to, you appear to possess financial talents for putting

people at ease.

I don't know if I'd call it a talent, Dr. Snow.

I've known Colleen well since we were young, and she's just a lot nicer to

than Mr. McDonald.

True enough.

But no matter how difficult the patient may be,

it's still important to remember to treat the person, not the alien.

I'll try to remember that, Doctor.

I wanted you to be the first to see it hot off the press.

What do you think?

Well, it's a flattering picture.

I meant the article.

Oh, Mother will be pleased.

You make me sound like the next Madame Curie.

Well, I wouldn't be the least surprised if you were.

I need the doctor.

My brother's outside in the buggy and he's hurt.

I'm not sure how badly.

Take it easy.

Put your arm down. Put your hand down. I'm in for it for sure.

My folks are away in Carmody and I'm supposed to be looking after him. Don't

worry. You did right to bring him here. He's always getting that mare to jump.

And my father says Daisy's a plow horse, not a jumper.

This time she got spooked and Gordon fell off.

Ow!

Is it very bad, Doctor? No, no, no. He'll be fine.

Now, your sister's going to wait right outside in the office while we take care

of you. Is that all right, Gordon?

I'll wait with you if you like. Come on.

Now, I know your arm hurts, son, but we'll fix it up as good as new in no

You just relax.

I'll be right back with you in a moment.

The boy's shoulder's dislocated. I'll have to put him under ether to move the

joint back into place. Do you think he can manage the anesthetic?

Yes, Doctor.

Now, you're going to be fine.

You're holding up very well there.

Take care of you.

Right up all, wasn't it?

I'm sorry.

It slipped.

Don't worry about it now.

Miss King's going to give you something to make you sleep, Gordon. When you wake

up, you'll be ready to go home.

No! I want Emma!

Gordon, Emma brought you here so that we could help you.

Don't be scared.

I'm going to be here the whole time to watch over you and make sure that you're

safe. If you get scared, you just squeeze my hand, all right?

There you go.

That's it, boy.

Rest easy, Gordon.

Mrs. Dale's taking us home now.

Watch him carefully for the next few hours until the anesthetic's fully worn

off. When the parents return, have them do likewise.

I'll be over to see him tomorrow.

Oh, Doctor, I've been meaning to thank you for giving Felicity that job. You

know, we're all awfully proud of her.

Oh, well, uh...

She's bright young woman. I'm sure she'll go for All

right, get up baby

I'm

almost finished cleaning up dr. Knoll I'm terribly sorry. I'm not usually that

clumsy. There's no need to apologize. I thought you handled yourself very well.

But I was so nervous.

Miss King, I don't expect you to do everything perfectly right off the bat.

There's a lot to learn as you go along.

Just like the rest of us.

I suppose.

I'll finish the files. That can wait, Miss King. There's something else I need

you to do first.

Is the doctor with you? No, I'm alone.

It's just as well.

Between you and me, Colleen's not too over pulling the doctors at the best of

times.

She'd likely feel different, though, if you were her doctor.

Seth, I'm a long way from being anyone's doctor.

Thank you.

I just came to prepare the room for the delivery.

Well, Colleen would be glad to see you all the same.

Seth made that himself.

He's been working extra shifts at the railroad to save up for the baby, and he

didn't have much time, but he got it finished somehow.

Ah, it's nothing fancy.

Mostly I use scraps from around the railroad, but it's good solid pine.

You did a fine job, Seth.

It's perfect.

Now, these dressings and towels have been sterilized and labeled ready for

Seth, you'll tell the doctor where to find them?

Oh, yes, ma 'am.

Won't you be here, too, when the baby comes, Felicity?

Colleen, Dr. Snow has delivered lots of babies.

But I'd really feel a lot better with a familiar face nearby.

I don't know anyone else to ask, Felicity.

My folks moved away a few years back, and Seth's family's all out west.

All right.

I'll see what I can do.

I never realized what a huge responsibility it is.

People really rely on you.

I guess being a doctor's a lot like being a parent.

You know, it's strange for me to think of little Colleen Wells all married and

grown up and about to have a baby.

You know, it seems like just yesterday the two of you were sitting here in this

kitchen making costumes for a harvest party.

Back then I thought I'd be the first one to get married and have children.

Not Colleen Wells.

Mother, there's something I haven't told you.

Or anyone else, for that matter.

What is it, dear?

I promised myself to Gus before he went away to Jamaica.

Oh.

Well, why have you kept it a secret, Felicity?

Well, we were going to wait until after medical school to get married, but I've

been thinking and I don't see why I can't do both.

I've decided to marry Gus as soon as he returns home.

This is wonderful news, Felicity.

Let's go tell your father.

Can we just keep it between you and me for now?

Duff and I haven't decided a date, and I don't want to jinx things at the time.

Well, all right, dear.

But don't leave it too long. There's all kinds of plans and arrangements we have

to make.

Oh, Felicity.

I'm so happy I could burst.

There'll be babies around here again.

Now, I can do all the looking after while you're studying or going to

school. Oh, when are you going to see him? When are you going to talk to him?

When's he coming home?

Mother, everything in its own time.

Hey, slow up, will you, Felix?

My feet are killing me.

Sometimes I think I should just set up a cot, leave it at work, save myself the

trouble of walking home.

I know what you mean. By the time I get home, my head hits the pillow, it's time

to get up again. I think my family forgets what I look like.

Go up to the lighthouse and sound the alarm bell. Oh, where are you going? To

get help. Go.

Goodness, Daniel, you are getting heavy.

How about an apple? You like that?

Good Lord, boy, what's wrong?

A boat exploded down by the lighthouse.

Oh, no.

Well, we'll reach up to the horses and take the wagon down. I'll go with you,

Father Felix. Tell Mother to get all the blankets you can and meet us there.

Yes, yes, yes. I'll tell her to watch Daniel.

We've got another one down there. All right.

What's the matter? A few yards down the beach.

Right.

See what you can do here, Felicity.

What can I do, Doctor?

You better go see Lydia.

This one's tied off, I think.

To do what you can for love.

Please, sir, a bandage.

There it is.

Lie back now.

Please, sir, you'll have to lie still.

I can't... I'll hold his legs here. We'll get the bandages.

Here we go.

Here. Here we go.

Dr.

Snow!

Miss Colleen, the baby's coming.

Wait here, Mr. McDonald.

Seth Pritchard's here. You'll have to go ahead. I'll join you as soon as I can

get these men on the way to hospital. But what if the baby comes before you

get there?

There's no other way. Just keep everyone calm until I get there. No, it's all

right, Doctor. I'll go with her.

That's right, Doctor.

That'd be the doctor.

Colleen, when you feel a contraction, you've got to push.

I can't.

It hurts.

I know it hurts, but you have to try.

You're going to be fine, Colleen. They'll just know it's here now.

Miss King, what's the fetal heart rate?

Miss King.

I have to get the baby out of there quickly and get the forceps ready.

Miss King, when we're both together, you're of no use to me.

I see the baby's head.

All right, Colleen.

Come on.

Colleen, push. We're almost there.

Push, Colleen.

Push. That's it.

Mr. Pritchard, fetch me a basin of warm water.

Come on, Colleen.

Almost there.

It shouldn't get her breathing. But I've only ever watched before.

Go.

Doctor. Colleen.

I don't know.

Nance, you're going to have to help me with the baby. Bring that basin over to

the table.

Why isn't it breathing yet?

Oh.

Oh, what can we do?

Mrs. King, I want you to hold her jaw forward.

I'll have to give her an injection.

She stopped breathing.

She stopped breathing.

It's a girl. A beautiful little girl.

Oh, well, we have to bring her in and show Colleen.

Everything.

Leslie, please, you're going to scrub all the skin off your knuckles.

God help me, there weren't any signs.

Unless I missed something.

Felicity, Colleen's life was in the hands of Providence.

Dr. Snow did all that was mortally possible to help her. It wasn't enough.

He knew that... Something was wrong.

Why didn't he tell me?

Why didn't he do something?

He looked fine yesterday.

Why couldn't I tell?

You saved that baby's life.

Try to take some comfort in that.

What are you doing, miss?

I thought that I might find something we missed.

And did you?

No.

Miss King, you could not have controlled the outcome, even if you had known. Let

it go.

It looks like it's going to be a slow afternoon.

I thought we'd stop by the Bradley place, check on young Gordon's shoulder.

I think I'll just stay here, Dr. Snow, if you don't mind.

I've got a lot of work to do.

Please.

I really don't feel up to rounds today.

You should come with me. I need your help.

I, uh... I wanted to foster your career, Miss King.

not drive you away from medicine.

Oh, you've done no such thing. I simply wanted to finish these patient files

today.

I probably know what you're going through better than anyone else.

If you need someone to talk to, I've got plenty of time.

Felix, is that you?

It's not Felix.

Well, well.

I'd almost forgotten how you used to come up to the hayloft when you were a

little girl and things got to be too much.

Home from work a bit early, aren't you?

Don't tell me you're still having problems with Dr. Snow.

It's not Dr. Snow.

It's me.

I don't understand.

I'm not going to be working for Dr. Snow any longer.

There's not much point, really, since I've decided not to return to medical

school.

Good Lord.

It was just a couple of weeks ago. You were telling me how much you loved your

courses and how well you were doing this past term.

That doesn't matter now.

I don't want to be a doctor anymore.

Felicity, you can't let one unfortunate tragedy daunt all your hopes and dreams.

Working with Dr. Snow made me realize how much I loved studying and

doing experiments and getting good marks.

I was in love with the challenge of becoming a physician when so few women

accepted.

But the rest of it...

I don't want to fail.

I can't think of how else to say it except there's nothing in my heart

telling me that this is what I want to do with my life.

Well, if studying is the part you like best, maybe there's some other way that

you could find of sticking it out. I mean, there's...

Nursing? Research?

You must think it's so terrible of me, changing my mind like this.

Father, I don't know what else to do.

Felicity.

Give yourself some time.

You'll do what's right.

I don't understand.

I simply don't understand, Felicity. It's not like you to make such a hasty

decision. I know it seems that way, but... I know you've been under a lot of

strain. Oh, Mother, please, would you just let me finish? No, why don't you

until next term, and then you can decide whether or not you want to continue

with medical school.

Well, that makes sense.

Maybe we should let Felicity get a word, so she can... What, convince herself to

give up?

It's a terrible waste, if you ask me.

Oh, Mother, I think... Listen to me, would you please? I would like to say

something, if you would all hush up for a moment.

I just want to know one thing.

Felicity, are you sure that you're making the right decision?

Yes. And you won't have any regrets later on?

Fine. That's enough for me.

A life without regrets is a life well lived, in my opinion.

If everyone doesn't mind...

I think I'd like to take a walk.

Just be alone for a while.

Felicity, Felicity, wait.

Mother, please.

Just give it some real thought.

That's all I ask.

All right.

But you'll just have to trust me to make the right decision.

Surely there must be some way I can help you get through this.

I'll be all right.