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The rain painted the streets of Poplar in slick, dark strokes as Nurse Crane brought her car to a halt outside Nonnatus House. Her day off had been surrendered to Trixie’s fever, and the clinic lay in an unusual hush. Inside, the smell of antiseptic and damp wool hung in the air. Perhaps there’d be time later for a proper word with Millicent Higgins. Dr. Turner appeared from the surgery corridor, his step pausing as he registered her presence. "Good morning," he said, his brow furrowed. "I was under the impression Aylwood was on duty today. Is she unwell?" Before she could form a reply, the front door burst open—a mother, her face pale with panic, half-carried a small child who was shuddering and sick. The Doctor’s attention snapped away instantly, pulled into the urgent, messy re…