"If you will only follow my directions, I can promise you both eyes,
more brilliant than ever; and Mrs. Shelfer says they were wonderfully
bright. But what I order must be done. Slow and sure."
He gave me short directions, all upon the same principle, that of
graduation.
"And now, Miss Valence, good-bye. Henceforth I visit you only as a
friend; in which I know you will indulge me, from the interest I feel in
the case, and in yourself. Mrs. Shelfer’s wonderful young lady may be
admitted on Thursday; but don’t let her look at your eyes. Girls are
always inquisitive. If there is any young gentleman, lucky enough to
explain your strange anxiety to see, you will make short work of him,
when your sight returns. Your eyes will be the most brilliant in
London; which is saying a great deal. But I fear he will hardly know
you, till your lashes grow; and all your face and expression are altered
for the time."
"One thing will never alter, though it can find no expression, my
gratitude to you."
"That is very pretty of you, my dear child. You kissed me just now.
Now let me kiss you."
He touched my forehead and was gone. He was the first true gentleman I
had met with, since the loss of Farmer Huxtable.
CHAPTER V.
When Isola came on the Thursday, and I obtained some little glimpse of
her, she expressed her joy in a thousand natural ways, well worth
feeling and seeing, not at all worth telling. I loved her for them more
and more. I never met a girl so warm of heart. Many women can sulk for
days; most women can sulk for an hour; I believe that no provocation
could have made Isola sulky for two minutes. She tried sometimes (at
least she said so), but it was no good.
And yet she felt as keenly as any of the very sulkiest women can do; but
she had too much warmth of heart and imagination to live in the folds of
that cold-blooded snake. Neither had she the strong selfishness, on
which that serpent feeds.
In the afternoon, as we still sat together, in rushed Mrs. Shelfer with
her bonnet on, quite out of breath, and without her usual ceremony of
knocking at the door. I could not think where she had been all the day;
and she had made the greatest mystery of it in the morning, and wanted
to have it noticed. Up she ran to me now, and pushed Isola out of the
way.
"Got ’em at last, Miss. Got ’em at last, and no mistake. No more Dr.
Franks, nor bandages, nor curtains down, nor nothing. Save a deal of
trouble and do it in no time. But what a job I had to get them to be
sure; if the cook’s mate hadn’t knowed Charley, they would not have let
me had ’em, after going all the way to Wapping." She holds up something
in triumph.
"What is it, Mrs. Shelfer? I am sorry to say I cannot see."
"And right down glad of it, I am, my good friend. Yes, yes. Or I should
have had all my journey for nothing. But Miss Idols knows, I’ll be
bound she does, or it’s no good going to College."
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