THE GIRL HAD KITTY'S FACE.
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Two girls were standing in a plain, barely-furnished room in the best
hotel in Ladysmith. A trunk made of condensed cane was open, and the
taller of the two was bending over it and taking out a white muslin
dress. She shook it as she removed it from its place in the trunk, and
then laid it on a tiny bed which stood in one corner of the room.
"I will put this on," she said; "then perhaps I shall feel cool. I
never knew anything like the heat."
"It is the dust that tries me," said the other girl. "See, I put this
blouse on not half an hour ago; and look at it now."
The white blouse looked no longer white; it was speckled all over with
a sort of red dust.
"It blinds my eyes," said Kitty Hepworth, "and it makes my throat sore.
I tasted it on the bread and butter and in the tea we had downstairs.
But after all," she added, "it does not matter; nothing matters now
that we are safe here."
"We were very lucky to get through," said Katherine Hunt. "They have
moved the camp into Ladysmith, and the siege has practically begun."
"You have not heard, have you, whether Captain Keith is here?" asked
Kitty.
The words seemed to stick in her throat. She looked full up at
Katherine with a pathetic and longing expression in her pretty eyes.
"I don't know. If he is not here, he will be soon. All the forces are
to collect in Ladysmith. We are lucky to have arrived safely. Don't
let us think of anything else just now."
"I cannot help thinking of him; you know I have come out for his sake."
"I will make inquiries about him as soon as possible, dear. Now, do
lie down and rest. Try to have a little faith too, Kitty. Remember
how lucky we were to have got here at all. We should not have been
able to do it were I not one of the special war correspondents. There
was an awful moment at Durban when I thought we could not go forward
another mile. Don't you want to see your sister? I am told that she
is occupied all day long in the central hospital. I will go over there
presently, and tell her that we have arrived."
"She will be very much startled," replied Kitty. "I don't know that I
want her to hear anything about us just yet. I am anxious to see
Gavon. Oh, if only I could find out something about him!"
"I will find out all I can about him, and also about your sister. Now,
do lie down and rest."
"I suppose I must. How imperious you are getting!"
"I said I would take care of you; and yours is a character which must
be subdued, or you will get into trouble. Now lie flat down and shut
your eyes."
Kitty made a show of resistance, but was, all the same, rather glad to
yield to Katherine's entreaties. She had not been an hour in
Ladysmith, and she was as tired as a delicately-nurtured girl could be
who had gone through a terrible time in the armoured train. She had
been frightened on her dreadful journey from Durban to Ladysmith; she
had been hot and choked with dust; she had wondered if her life was to
be the forfeit of her rashness. But, strange to say, although some of
the convoy were killed, the passengers in the train remained unhurt.
And here she was now in the midst of the enemy's forces, having come
forward, and being unable to go back. She was in Ladysmith, knowing
little of the perils and trials which lay before her. She was
tired--dead tired; and as she lay with her eyes closed, she thought
with a feeling of satisfaction,--
"Not all the tears of every soul who ever cared for me could take me
back to England. Did not the men who brought us here in the train say
that in perhaps twenty-four hours no one would be able to get out of
Ladysmith? Well, we are in--in for everything now--and Gavon cannot be
far away."
In a few moments the tired girl fell asleep. Katherine, who was moving
softly about the room, drew down a blind, opened the door, and went
out. She was anxious to consider the position. She herself would have
been more than delighted to see Mollie. She had not yet seen her; but
Kitty's description of her sister was very emphatic, and she believed
that she would recognize her if they were to meet.
She ran down to the entrance of the hotel, where some officers of the
5th Lancers and the Imperial Light Horse were eagerly talking. They
all looked at her with some curiosity, and suddenly a familiar face
started out of the crowd. A man came quickly forward, and Katherine
found herself shaking hands with Major Strause.
"By all that's wonderful," he said, "what has brought you here, Miss
Hunt?"
"What brings many another Englishwoman," was her answer--"a _soupçon_
of curiosity, a _soupçon_ of common-sense, and a _soupçon_ of folly."
"Well answered," he replied, and he laughed. He brought one or two of
his brother officers and introduced them to Katherine. "I believe," he
said then, "that the common-sense will be in the ascendant, and that
you will be useful to us. But how did you get here, and when did you
arrive?"
A young lieutenant rushed into an adjoining room and brought out a camp
stool.
"Sit down," he said. "We all honour you for coming here. We are very
glad to see you, and if you are fresh from home, perhaps you can give
us some news."
They all looked eagerly at her. A cloud of the horrible red dust
entered at the open door. Katherine coughed, and took out her
handkerchief to wipe the dust from her face.
"You will find it as beastly as we all do," said the young fellow who
had brought the camp stool: "but in time you will get accustomed to it.
One does get accustomed to everything, particularly in Ladysmith. We
breathe and eat that dust, and we wash our faces in it. In some ways
it is capable of doing more mischief even than Long Tom."
He laughed as he spoke, and the words had scarcely passed his lips
before a loud report, followed by a screaming noise, filled the air.
There was an explosion not far off, but still out of sight. Katherine,
unprepared, started to her feet.
"That comes from Long Tom's ugly muzzle," said the young officer; "I
call it one of his kisses. He has been very affectionate for the last
few hours. But our battery is turned on him now, and will pour deadly
shrapnel on him hour after hour. He shall have kiss for kiss."
They chatted a little longer on different matters. The young men were
very cheerful, and although it was all too plain to every one that
Ladysmith was practically besieged, they did not think that the siege
would last long.
By-and-by the other officers went out, and Katharine found herself
alone with Major Strause. Strause was looking thinner than when last
she saw him, and his face wore a worried expression. Leaning against
the nearest wall, he gave her a sentimental glance.
"Well," he said, "it is strange that we should meet here. When last we
saw each other, was it not at Lady Marsden's ball?"
"It was," replied Katherine.
"Had you any idea then of flinging yourself into the heart of this war?"
"Not the remotest idea; why should I?"
"Then why have you come? What does Hunt think about it?"
"My father is a brave Englishman, and after the first disappointment he
is not sorry that his only child should do her little best for her
country. But, Major Strause, you must treat me with respect. I am
here as one of the special war correspondents. Without that delightful
occupation I doubt if my friend and I could have got here."
"Oh, you have not come alone?"
"No; I have come with a girl, a friend of mine."
Strause looked his curiosity. Katherine had no idea of gratifying it
at the present moment. After a time she spoke.
"I am glad to see an old friend," she said, and her big brown eyes had
never looked more kindly than they did as they rested on Strause's face
at that moment. "I am glad to see an old friend, and when I write to
my father, which I mean to do immediately, I shall tell him you are
here."
"Do," said Strause, a look of gratification causing his face to look
almost good-natured for the time being. "And tell him also that as far
as Major Strause can, he will try to make things endurable for you.
And now, pray let me know if there is anything I can do at the present
moment? You have of course, secured rooms for yourself and your friend
here?"
"I have. We are accommodated with the best bedroom in the house, and a
very tolerable sitting-room."
"I am glad of that, and this hotel is as comfortable as any. But we
are in for an exciting time, Miss Hunt. There is no doubt whatever of
that. Our enemy is not to be despised; he has pluck and perseverance,
and he is about the best marksman in the world. How long we shall have
to stay in this horrid place Heaven only knows. I do declare I think
the red dust is our greatest trial."
"Are there many cases of illness here at present, and is the nursing
staff well supplied?" Katherine next asked.
"I don't know anything about that. I fancy there are a few nurses, but
probably nothing like as many as will soon be required. Many of our
men are suffering from the change of life and food, and Ladysmith has
an evil reputation besides. Last year there was a good deal of
enteric, and there is fever now, and dysentery even, among the
regulars. Of course wounded soldiers are being brought in every day,
and the central hospital has a good many cases already."
"Have you Red Cross nurses here?"
"One or two. I only know one personally--the finest woman I ever met
in my life."
"Her name, please?" said Katherine.
"Hepworth. She is a sister of the pretty little girl whom I always
associate with Gavon Keith. By-the-way, we are expecting him with his
company any day. Well, this nurse is sister to the little girl Keith
is engaged to."
"May I trust you with a secret, Major Strause?" said Katherine
suddenly. "That girl is here."
"What!"
"Yes, Kitty Hepworth is here. She has come out with me. She is
devoted to Captain Keith; and as she could not come with him, it being
against the rules of warfare, she has followed him. Now, I should like
to see her sister, and just at first I don't want to say anything to
her about Kitty's arrival. Do you think you can help me?"
"Bless me, this is news indeed!" said Strause. "I don't know whether I
am glad or sorry."
He paused, and a peculiar expression flitted across his face. He was
wondering how he could use Katherine's somewhat startling information
for his own benefit. It seemed to him that he saw daylight.
"On the whole, I am thoroughly pleased," he said. "And you want to see
Miss Hepworth--Sister Mollie, as we call her? That is a very easy
matter. There is no infectious illness at the hospital. If you like
to come with me now, I will walk across to it with you and introduce
you to her."
Katherine jumped up with alacrity.
"I shall be greatly obliged to you," she said.
She and Major Strause went down the long, irregular street, and entered
the hastily put up military hospital. There was at that early stage of
the siege a special ward for the enteric cases; surgical cases were
attended to in a ward by themselves. The stores and ammunition, and
the different comforts for the sick, had arrived, and the nurses were
flitting noiselessly about, attending to one case after another.
Katherine entered the long ward, where about a dozen poor fellows were
lying in different stages of enteric fever. A girl in a nurse's
uniform, carrying a basin of gruel in her hand, was coming down the
ward towards her. The girl had Kitty's face, and Katherine recognized
her at once. Kitty's face, but with a difference. All the beauty was
there, and none of the weakness. The full, dark eyes, the curving
sweet lips, the delicate contour of the finely-marked brows, the
chiselled and delicate features, were all present. But on Mollie's
brow and in Mollie's eyes might have been seen that perfect and
absolute self-abnegation which always brings out the noblest qualities
of a true woman. She was deeply interested in her cases, and scarcely
saw Katherine as she stood in the entrance of the long ward.
Major Strause went softly down the ward, and said a word to the nurse.
Katherine saw her give a slight start of surprise; then she handed to
the major the basin of gruel which she was carrying. He carried it
across the ward, and seating himself on a low stool, began to feed,
spoonful by spoonful, a young subaltern who, alas, would never live to
see his twentieth year! Mollie came eagerly forward to where Katherine
was standing.
"You are Mollie Hepworth; how do you do?" said Katherine Hunt.
"And you are a brave Englishwoman who has come over here to share our
ill fortunes and our good," replied Mollie.
She looked Katherine all over. She noted the strength of Katherine's
face, and the girl's upright, bold carriage.
"You will be invaluable," said Sister Mollie. "Welcome to Ladysmith.
We are sure to have a tough time, but I think in the end we shall be
victorious. Anyhow, there is that in us which will never say die. If
it were not for these poor fellows--my boys I call them--I think I
could bear anything. I am in charge of this ward, but, of course, I
have nurses to work under me. I shall claim your services, Miss Hunt."
"And most gladly will I give them," replied Katherine. "I can come to
you almost at any time. When shall it be?"
"The sooner the better. But Major Strause tells me that you have not
come here alone--that there is another lady."
"So there is."
"Will she help us also?"
"I don't know. Perhaps. I will tell you about her presently."
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