She too was fatigued, she said.

She had passed a weary night at the bedside of a near relative staying at Ramsgate.

Only the day before she had received a telegram announcing that one of her sisters was seriously ill.

She was herself thank God, still active and strong, and she had thought it her duty to start at once for Ramsgate.
Toward the morning the state of the patient had improved.

"The doctor assures me ma'am, that there is no immediate danger; and I thought it might revive me, after my long night at the bedside, if I took a little walk on the beach." I heard the words--I understood what they meant--but I was still too bewildered and too intimidated by my extraordinary position to be able to continue the conversation.