Love Takes Wing Page #5

He can't even stand

for a few minutes at a time.

Neither one of them

can keep anything down.

Is it the same sickness as those orphans?

I think so.

I believe it's cholera.

- Cholera?

- Please. Keep it down.

- I don't want to upset your husband or Meredith.

- Oh, my Lord.

John and Meredith

are all I have in this world.

Are they gonna die?

I'm gonna do everything I can.

I need you to keep cold compresses

on their foreheads...

to get the fever down,

and keep them resting.

And give them as much water as you can.

I'll be back to check on them tomorrow.

Thank you, Doctor.

[ Sighs ]

[ Chattering]

I don't understand.

Are you the doctor, or aren't ya?

I'm a doctor,

but I'm here to help Dr. Simpson.

You and your friend need to

stop asking so many questions-

especially around the hotel.

Sikeston's a town on the grow.

We can't afford talk like this.

No. What you can't afford

is to ignore the problem.

Things like this orphan sickness-

I've seen them turn boomtowns

into ghost towns in a matter of months.

We know what the problems is.

Now, if youll excuse me, miss.

[ Exhales Sharply]

[ Children Laughing

In Distance ]

- [ Girl ] Stop it. We're gonna get caught.

- Okay.

[ Knife Thuds ]

Looks like you could use some more help.

Seems like you've got

a big enough job on your own.

Don't be needing to take on other chores.

Besides, making a stew for 30 kids...

is a lot harder than

baking a cake for a husband.

I've done my fair share of kitchen duty.

Watching your servants do the work

ain't the same thing as doing it yourself.

I can tell rich folks when I see 'em.

Educated doesn't necessarily mean rich.

Actually, you and I have a lot in common.

- I grew up in an orphanage too.

- Right.

It's true.

Too many kids, not nearly enough food.

They pay for your fancy schoolin'?

I never heard of an orphan

becoming a doctor before.

That's because I was lucky enough...

to be adopted by a wonderful family

when I was 14.

But I wouldn't be who I was today

If I hadn't grown up the way I did.

We all have our sorrows.

[ Sighs ]

If you want to make yourself useful,

I could use some more water for the pot.

The pump's in the yard.

Lillian's got me doing manual labor.

[ Laughs ]

- Spirited girl.

- [ Chuckles ]

What made her so wounded?

Her father was killed on the railroad.

Lillian was five years old...

when her mother couldn't

take care of her anymore.

She told Lillian that her father

had gotten the job just to support her-

that she was the reason

for the misery in the family.

Just what a child needs to hear.

She doesn't

talk much about it.

If you press hard, she lashes back.

She's been known to have-

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