One of the doctors was struck with me--'fell in love' with me, as the phrase is.

He would have married me.

The nurse, as an honest woman, was bound to tell him the truth.

He never appeared again.

The old story! I began to be weary of saying to myself, 'I can't get back! I can't get back!' Despair got hold of me, the despair that hardens the heart.