“Thank you. Now, Doctor, you know exactly what occurred. You are consequently better able than any one else to judge whether what she has been through is in itself enough to account for her present illness.”
“She is still very nervous?”
“Incredibly so. She cannot bear to be left alone a minute.”
“And you know of no reason for this nervousness other than her experience at the Rosemere?”
“None.”
“May I ask how the news of the butler’s attack on me affected her?” How sweet to think that she had cared at all!
“Very strangely,” replied Mrs. Derwent. “After reading the account of it she fainted, and it was quite an hour before she recovered consciousness. Since then she has expressed the greatest desire to go to New York, but will give no reason for this absurd whim. Mr. Norman was also much upset by the thought of the danger you had incurred.”
“Mr. Norman! But I don’t know him!”
“So he told me. To be able to feel so keenly for a stranger shows an extraordinary sensibility, does it not?”