Kirke." The
doctor consented to move her on the next day, but he positively forbade
the additional excitement of seeing anybody until the day after. She
attempted a remonstrance--Mr. Merrick was impenetrable. She tried, when
he was gone, to win the nurse by persuasion--the nurse was impenetrable,
too.
On the next day they wrapped her in shawls, and carried her in to the
sofa, and made her a little bed on it. On the table near at hand were
some flowers and a number of an illustrated paper. She immediately asked
who had put them there. The nurse (failing to notice a warning look from
the doctor) said Mr. Kirke had thought that she might like the flowers,
and that the pictures in the paper might amuse her. After that reply,
her anxiety to see Mr. Kirke became too ungovernable to be trifled with.
The doctor left the room at once to fetch him.
She looked eagerly at the opening door. Her first glance at him as he
came in raised a doubt in her mind whether she now saw that tall figure
and that open sun-burned face for the first time. But she was too weak
and too agitated to follow her recollections as far back as Aldborough.
She resigned the attempt, and only looked at him.
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