He seemed quickly to gather all it was really necessary for him to know, and, though he admitted that the disorder was likely to be troublesome, he gave an assurance that there was no occasion for alarm.
'You are not associated in her mind with anything distressing ?' he asked of Mrs.Ormonde.
'I believe, the opposite.' 'Good.

Then be by her side as often as you can, so that she may recognise you as soon as possible.' He added with a smile: 'I needn't inform Mrs.Ormonde how to behave when she _is_ recognised!' They were at a little distance from the bed, and both looked at the unconscious face.
'A very beautiful girl,' the doctor murmured.
'But you should see her in health.' 'No.

I am a trifle susceptible.

Well, well, we shall have her through it, no doubt.' We have to jest a little in the presence of suffering, or how should we live our lives?
The recognition came late on the following afternoon.

Thyrza had lain for a time with eyes open, watching the movements of the nurse, but seemingly with no desire to speak.