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           “IbelieveSusanSowerby’sright—Idothat,”saidMrs.Medlock.“IstoppedinhercottageonmywaytoThwaiteyesterdayandhadabitoftalkwithher.Andshesaystome,‘Well,SarahAnn,shemayn’tbeagoodchild,an’shemayn’tbeaprettyone,butshe’sachild,an’childrenneedschildren.’Wewenttoschooltogether,SusanSowerbyandme.”

           “She’sthebestsicknurseIknow,”saidDr.Craven.“WhenIfindherinacottageIknowthechancesarethatIshallsavemypatient.”

           Mrs.Medlocksmiled.ShewasfondofSusanSowerby.

           “She’sgotawaywithher,hasSusan,”shewentonquitevolubly.“I’vebeenthinkingallmorningofonethingshesaidyesterday.Shesays,‘OncewhenIwasgivin’th’childrenabitofapreachafterthey’dbeenfightin’Isesto’emall,“WhenIwasatschoolmyjographytoldasth’worldwasshapedlikeaorangean’IfoundoutbeforeIwastenthatth’wholeorangedoesn’tbelongtonobody.Nooneownsmorethanhisbitofaquarteran’there’stimesitseemslikethere’snotenowquarterstogoround.Butdon’tyou—noneo’you—thinkasyouownth’wholeorangeoryou’llfindoutyou’remistaken,an’youwon’tfinditoutwithouthardknocks.”‘Whatchildrenlearnsfromchildren,’shesays,‘isthatthere’snosenseingrabbin’atth’wholeorange—peelan’all.Ifyoudoyou’lllikelynotgeteventh’pips,an’them’stoobittertoeat.’”

           “She’sashrewdwoman,”saidDr.Craven,puttingonhiscoat.

           “Well,she’sgotawayofsayingthings,”endedMrs.