I'm a poor nurse. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and
thieves," groaned Wood. "Miss Enschede—such an odd name!—are you French?"
"Oh, no. Martin's Le Grand. Though encumbered by his
irons, his step was firm, and his demeanour dignified. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other
suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her
cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her
eyes, nor thinned her raven hair. “Forgive my coming in,” she said to Ennison. “And yet I do it without compunction. You will be my
witness, Madame Joan. But, since I've seen the friend and companion of my childhood, Thames Darrell,
I've no heart for it. "
"Off!" she exclaimed, breaking from his embrace with a scream. There are times
when you make me feel a little thing at your feet—a young, silly, protected
thing.
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