Volume 1

Dr. Edith Romney / a novel [by Anne Elliot].

  • Anne Elliot
Date:
1883
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Licence: Public Domain Mark

Credit: Dr. Edith Romney / a novel [by Anne Elliot]. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    and her face wore an utterly crushed expression. Edith’s eyes, accustomed to the twilight, watched her fascinated, and her heart beat fast with pity. Her father’s business-like voice took a gentle compassionate tone. “ Whatever you do you must not lose heart, Mary,” he said. “ How can I help it, sir ? ” she said simply, putting up the corner of her apron to her eyes. “ You must help it. You know all depends on you. I’ll call first thing to-morrow,” said the doctor, cheeringly, “and send Bob for those things. Good evening.” He got into the carriage. They drove on, and the scene of suffering and anxiety was left behind. Edith examined her father curiously ; it was a surprise to find that he looked pretty much as usual—grave, certainly, but not terribly shocked. “ How unhappy that poor woman looked, papa,” she said. “ Is the accident a bad one ? ” “ Two children ill of fever, one lying dead from it, and the eldest son brought home in- sensible with a cut head. A ‘ battalion, truly, muttered the doctor. “ Oh ! ” gasped Edith. “ Ah, my child,” sighed her father, “there are always plenty of such troubles to be found. “ But can’t doctors do a great deal of good ?
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