Don't let Nevill come near me.

He'll want to come and look at me when I'm dead.

Don't let him come!" But Nevill was there.

The first thing he did, when he heard the doctor's verdict, was to go straight into his wife's room and cry.

He bent over her bed, sobbing hysterically--"Molly--Molly--my little wife!" That made her suddenly quiet.
She turned towards him, and her eyes looked bigger and darker than ever in the section of her face that was not covered with bandages.