Blind Love

The next morning the doctor paid a visit to his patient rather earlier

than usual. He found the man going on admirably: fresh in colour,

lively and cheerful, chatting pleasantly with his nurse.

"So," said Dr. Vimpany, after the usual examination and questions,

"this is better than I expected. You are now able to get up. You can do

so by-and-by, after breakfast; you can dress yourself, you want no more

help. Nurse," he turned to Fanny, "I think that we have done with you.

I am satisfied with the careful watch you have kept over my patient. If

ever you think of becoming a nurse by profession, rely on my

recommendation. The experiment," he added, thoughtfully, "has fully

succeeded. I cannot deny that it has been owing partly to the

intelligence and patience with which you have carried out my

instructions. But I think that your services may now be relinquished."

"When am I to go, sir?" she asked, impassively.

"In any other case I should have said, 'Stay a little longer, if you

please. Use your own convenience.' In your case I must say, 'Go to your

mistress.' Her ladyship was reluctant to leave you behind. She will be

glad to have you back again. How long will you take to get ready?"

"I could be ready in ten minutes, if it were necessary."

"That is not necessary. You can take the night mail via Dieppe and

Newhaven. It leaves Paris at 9.50. Give yourself an hour to get from

station to station. Any time, therefore, this evening before seven

o'clock will do perfectly well. You will ask his lordship for any

letters or messages he may have."

"Yes, sir," Fanny replied. "With your permission, sir, I will go at

once, so as to get a whole day in Paris."

"As you please, as you please," said the doctor, wondering why she

wanted a day in Paris; but it could have nothing to do with his sick

man. He left the room, promising to see the Dane again in an hour or

two, and took up a position at the garden gate through which the nurse

must pass. In about half an hour she walked down the path carrying her

box. The doctor opened the gate for her.

"Good-bye, Fanny," he said. "Again, many thanks for your care and your

watchfulness--especially the latter. I am very glad," he said, with

what he meant for the sweetest smile, but it looked like a grin, "that

it has been rewarded in such a way as you hardly perhaps expected."