How he won herSouthworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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How he won her
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
American fiction -- 19th century
“We are sure that all danger is past, but the doctor has not seen her
this morning,” said Miss Conyers.
“I humbly beg your pardon, Miss,” said old Bob, who was waiting on the
table. “I humbly beg your pardon, Miss, but the doctor _have_ seen her
this morning. He have been here airly, very airly indeed, Miss—in fact,
before day.”
“Indeed!” exclaimed Miss Conyers, whose memory immediately reverted to
Elfie’s dream, or vision, and her own—Britomarte’s—version of it.
“Yes, indeed, Miss. He rousened me up outen my sleep to let him in.”
Miss Conyers here looked archly at Elfie, whose face exhibited a
curiously blended expression of mirth, relief and mortification; for she
was struck with the ludicrous aspect the affair now assumed, and she was
glad to have a supernatural mystery cleared up; but she was also ashamed
of the part she had played in the farce.
“Do you know at what precise hour the doctor came?” inquired Miss
Conyers.
“Yes, Miss. It must abeen ’bout ’tween one and two o’clock. Way I know
it is this: Just arter he came down stairs, and I let him out ag’in, I
heerd the hall clock strike two.”
“How long do you suppose he was up stairs?” inquired Miss Conyers.
“Well, nigh upon an hour I should say, Miss. You see I kept awake to let
him out.”
Britomarte looked at Elfie and burst into an irrepressible fit of
laughter.
Elfie pouted, sulked, and finally caught the infection and laughed
heartily for company.
“There seems to be some joke here that we of the masculine persuasion
are shut out from enjoying. Pray, may I, without indiscretion, inquire
into its nature?” asked Major Fielding.
And Justin and Ethel, by their looks at least, seconded the motion.
“It is Elfie’s secret,” laughed Miss Conyers.
“Well, you may tell it, Britomarte,” laughed also Elfie.
“It seems, then,” said Miss Conyers, “that this young lady had the
watch; that, wearied out with many days of lost rest, she fell asleep at
her post; and, having indulged in new cheese for supper, she had the
nightmare; and so, when the doctor paid his nocturnal visit, she took
him for the Rebel General Eastworth, and because she couldn’t wake,
imagined that he had chloroformed her to prevent her giving the alarm.”
And here Major Fielding burst into a laugh, in which he was joined by
Justin, Ethel, Britomarte and even Elfie.
But then their hearts were lightened of so great a load that it was easy
to rouse them to laughter.
After breakfast, Major Fielding and Captain Ethel, knowing that they, in
any case, would not be permitted to see Miss Rosenthal that day, and
feeling relieved of all anxiety on her account, went out to take a walk,
and transact some business that had been neglected during Erminie’s
illness.
As soon as Erminie was awake, and had been refreshed by ablutions and a
change of dress, Justin was summoned to her room.
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