Anne of Green Gables: The Continuing Story Page #4

He's been asked to stay on

till the end of the year,

but he has the talent and the

stamina to assume my duties

as a permanent member

of the administration...

Within the month.

Sir, I am very flattered.

I just wish you hadn't

launched this,

without discussing it

with me first.

I needed to know

where the board stood.

I can't operate any more,

you know, lad.

The prognosis

for glaucoma is abysmal.

You'll want to rise

to the occasion

and follow in my footsteps.

Dr. Blythe,

Dr. Blythe.

I don't know if you

remember my wife.

We've been waiting

eight hours

for anyone

to see us.

The admitting nurse

should assist you.

Mrs. Tweed, has your

baby not turned?

I feel something's not right.

Ok, come on, let's sit down.

Mom, maybe

you should walk.

Are you having

rapid contractions?

Are you ok?

Mrs. Cunningham,

this woman is in labour.

See that she be admitted

immediately.

She may require surgery.

You needn't

concern yourself

with indigent

cases... let me

speak to Dr. Moore

in obstetrics.

Oh, I can speak to Moore.

But, sir, I am obligated

to this patient

by virtue of having examined her

in the clinic a week ago,

at which time I requested that

she be admitted

into the hospital.

The delivery may be

a footling breach.

If she continues in labour any

longer, she may lose the child.

Choose where you

use your scalpel.

Remember, we've scheduled

Mrs. Hamilton this afternoon.

You just met her husband,

on the board.

I can't let her condition

go unsupervised.

We can reschedule

Mrs. Hamilton's

gall bladder operation.

Excuse me.

Dr. Blythe?

Oh, he can't be disturbed.

Please take a seat

in the waiting area, ma'am.

Mr. Tweed...

Your wife is in

stable condition,

but there was a problem

with the baby's cord.

We did everything we could,

but I'm afraid it was too late.

Too late...

we waited and waited.

I'm so sorry.

You heedless...

Take this man out

onto the street.

Come, come you three.

You call yourself doctors!

What happened, Gil?

Lost the baby.

A word

with you, lad.

Get used to this, if you're

to spend your lives together.

The woman came to us too late.

She should have

been hospitalized

a week ago.

Excuse us.

This is part of

your lot as a surgeon.

There's some you can afford

to save and some who...

This is a large institution.

You're what I was

30 years ago, Gil.

Think...

Think of the potential you have,

the lives you should save.

Huh?

Oh, take him home, woman.

Give him a good

stiff drink of whiskey.

I feel like

we've been walking in circles.

You can't expect life

to be normal here, Anne.

I knew that when

I agreed to come.

That's why I wanted

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