I wondered what she intended: whether she really would send Dr.John or not; or whether indeed he would come: he might be engaged.
Madame had charged me not to let Georgette sleep till the doctor came; I had therefore sufficient occupation in telling her nursery tales and palavering the little language for her benefit.

I affected Georgette; she was a sensitive and a loving child: to hold her in my lap, or carry her in my arms, was to me a treat.

To-night she would have me lay my head on the pillow of her crib; she even put her little arms round my neck.

Her clasp, and the nestling action with which she pressed her cheek to mine, made me almost cry with a tender pain.

Feeling of no kind abounded in that house; this pure little drop from a pure little source was too sweet: it penetrated deep, and subdued the heart, and sent a gush to the eyes.