When I awoke, it was broad noon once more, and Dr. Franks was sitting by
me with one of my hands in his. "Magnificent constitution," I thought I
heard him mutter, "glorious constitution." What good was it to me? At
the foot of the bed, sat Isola crying terribly. Slowly I remembered all
my great disaster, but saw it only through a dull gray veil. The power
of the opiate was still upon my brain. But a cold dead pain lay heavy
on my heart, and always seemed to want a heavy hand upon it. After he
had given me a reviving draught, Dr. Franks perceived that I wished to
speak to Isola, and accordingly withdrew.
Poor Isola came slowly and sat beside my pillow, doubting whether she
should dare to take my hand. Therefore I took hers, drew her face
towards me, and covered it with kisses. Isola had done no harm to me
whatever, and I felt it something to have even her to love. She was
overcome with affectionate surprise.
"Oh, Clara dearest, I am so very glad to find you love me still. I
feared that you would never care for me again. What is it all about,
dear, if you are well enough to tell me, what is all this dreadful
misery about?"
"That is the very thing I want to learn from you, dear. Surely you must
know better far than I do."
I would not even ask her what had become of Conrad.
"No, I don’t dear. I don’t know at all. All I know is there must have
been some dreadful quarrel between you and Conrad. I must tell you,
dear, I was so anxious about something you can guess, that I stole up to
the door soon after he came in; and you were so intent upon the window,
that you never even saw me put the door ajar; and then I heard him tell
you how very much he loved you, and I was so glad. And then I thought it
was not quite fair of me, and I knew all I wanted, so I ran downstairs
again. And the next thing I heard was your bedroom door bang and then
Conny dashed out the house, and Judy came down to me looking very
sorrowful. And I ran up to you, and here I found you shrieking so, and
rolling, and clutching at the bedclothes, and I was so frightened I
could not even move. And then Judy came and made such a dreadful
howling, and Mrs. Shelfer ran straight off for the doctor, and I poured
the water in the decanter over you, and I can’t tell any more."
"But surely, darling, you have been home since that?"
"Oh yes; when Dr. Franks came, and you were a little better, he would
make me go home, because he did not want two patients, he said; and his
eldest daughter, such a nice girl, came with me; and my papa didn’t even
know that I had been out of the house. He was still upstairs, brooding
over his relics, and all the sixth form at the College had to go to
dinner without their lectures; but I do believe the stupid girls were
glad."
"And did you hear--no, it doesn’t matter."
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