Who could resist such a nurse as this?
Is it wonderful that I heard a sound suspiciously like the sound of a kiss, on that first day of convalescence, when I happened for a moment to be out of the room?
I strongly suspected her of leading the way in that also.

She was so wonderfully composed when I came back--and he was so wonderfully flurried.
In a week from his convalescence, Lucilla completed the cure of the patient.

In other words, she received from Oscar an offer of marriage.

I have not the slightest doubt, in my own mind, that he required assistance in bringing this delicate matter to a climax--and that Lucilla helped him.
I may be right or I may be wrong about this.

But I can at least certify that Lucilla was in such mad high spirits when she told me the news out in the garden, on a lovely autumn morning, that she actually danced for joy--and, more improper still, she made me, at my discreet time of life, dance too.