Often afterwards did she describe how he and Rubens sat outside the door they were not allowed to enter; and she used to declare that when she came out, Rubens, as well as my father, turned an anxious and expectant countenance towards her, and that both alike seemed to await and to understand her report of my condition.
Only once did Nurse Bundle's self-possession threaten to fail her.

It was on my repeated and urgent request to "have the clergyman to pray with me." Mrs.Bundle, like most uneducated people, rather regarded the visitation of the sick by the parish clergyman as a sort of extreme unction or last sacrament.

And to send for the parson seemed to her tantamount to dismissing the doctor and ringing the passing bell.

My father was equally averse from the idea on other grounds.

Moreover, our old rector had gone, and the lately-appointed one was a stranger, and rather an eccentric stranger, by all accounts.
For my own part, I had a strong interest in the new rector.