She came here, I suppose, because she had been here before.

A sanitarium may be able to restore her to a normal condition.

I can't believe it's anything more than some nervous disorder.

Now don't worry, my good woman.

Just have a room ready, so that she will be comfortable here until we can get her to a sanitarium.
It isn't hopeless, I assure you--but I'm mighty glad I happened to be here so that I can take charge of the case.