I am really glad to see you.

It is nothing, I assure you." She really wished very much to be alone with her grief, but she felt somehow that to shrink from a meeting would be an evasion of the path of duty she had marked out for her feet to tread.

If she were going to eliminate all thoughts of her love and her lover from her life, there was no better time to begin than now, while her resolution was fresh.
She insisted upon the Doctor remaining, and he did so.

Conscious that her embarrassment had been noticed, her self-possession did not return quickly enough to prevent her falling into the error of failing to ignore this, and she confusedly stumbled into an explanation: "I have received a letter from home which contains news that disturbs me." This was as far as she had expected to go.
Dr.Denslow's face expressed a lively sympathy.

"No one dead or seriously ill, I trust." "No, not as bad as that," she answered hastily, in the first impulse of fear that she had unwarrantably excited his sympathy.