Milly Darrell and Other Tales by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon
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'I thought you were asleep,' she said. 'I have not been able to sleep this afternoon.' 'You are a bad person for a nurse, Miss Crofton, if you cannot sleep at will. I am afraid you are nervous, too, by the way you darted out of the room just now.' 'I heard that door shut, and thought Susan was coming to call me.' 'I had just been in to see how the invalid was going on--that is all.' She passed me, and went back to her own apartments, which were on the other side of the house. I felt that it was quite useless trying to sleep; so I returned to my room only to change my dressing-gown for my dress, and then went back to Milly. She had been sleeping very quietly, Susan told me. 'I suppose you told Mrs. Darrell that all was going on well when she came to inquire just now?' I said. 'Mrs. Darrell hasn't been since you went to lie down, miss,' the girl answered, looking surprised at my question. 'Why, Susan, you must surely forget. Mrs. Darrell was in the dressing-room scarcely ten minutes ago. I heard her coming out, and went to see who was there. Didn't she come in here to inquire about Miss Darrell?' |
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