"I was to have met you today at dinner at the vice chancellor's, but this prevented you, I suppose ?" "Yes," said Christian; and then, in a few whispered words, told about the accident, and her suspicions of what it was.

The freemasonry of trust which springs up instantaneously between any honest doctor and sensible nurse made them friends in five minutes.
Mrs.Grey's fears had been only too true.

Many weeks of illness and of anxious nursing lay before her and her poor boy.

After all had been done that could be done, Dr.Grey was recalled, and the facts explained to him; though Dr.Anstruther, who seemed to understand him well, dwelt as lightly upon them as possible, consistent with that strict truth which was always spoken by the good doctor.

Still, it was enough.
When Dr.Anstruther was gone, Dr.Grey caine and stood by the sofa, in great distress.
"An illness of weeks--delicate for months--and perhaps weakly for life.
Oh, my poor boy!" "Hush!" said Christian; "the child might hear.