Final diary post from Alice (in Fever Hospital).
18th - bath at 5 or 6. Supper between 6 30 - 7. Matron appears once more. Nurse Whitfield takes one temperature and pulse. The night nurse arrives and dissappears downstairs and we laugh and talk and have a beano until about 11. We had some fun but oh! twas like prison! I longed for freedom. I longed to be in the ? and the busy world once more.
I remember this day - nurse Whitfield vame to tell me I couldn't show up tomorrow. So disappointed.