I shuddered, I had never seen any one bled, and it seemed to me an awful operation.
"You will hold the basin," said he, directing me with his calm, benignant eye.

"You are a brave girl,--you will not shrink, as some foolish persons do, at the sight of blood.

This side, if you please, my dear." Ashamed to forfeit the confidence he had in my bravery, or rather moral courage, I grasped the basin with both hands, and held it firm, though my lips quivered and my cheek blanched.
Peggy, awakened by the pressure of the bandage, began to rave and struggle, and I feared it would be impossible to subdue her into sufficient quietness; but delirious as she was, there was something in the calm, authoritative tones of Dr.Harlowe's voice, that seemed irresistible.

She became still, and lay with her half-closed eyes fixed magnetically on his face.

As the dark-red blood spouted into the basin, I started, and would have recoiled had not a strong controlling influence been exerted over me.