My mother has always been sickly; and though she has only gone to the hospital when she has been compelled to, it has cost a great deal of money, and my father’s life has been practically given up to it. “If only I knew how much the operation costs,” says he. “Have you not asked?” “Not directly. I cannot do that—the surgeon might take it amiss and that would not do; he must operate on Mother.” Yes, I think bitterly, that’s how it is with us, and with all poor people. They don’t dare ask the price, but worry themselves dreadfully beforehand about it; but the others, for whom it is not
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