“You . . . you are thinking of staying on?”
“Yes. That is understood between Dr. Pawley and me. He urged it. And I have paid a premium which now I can’t afford to forfeit.” Suddenly, his voice brightened, he seemed to speak naturally, sincerely:
“You remember you promised to work with me?” She nodded. “I am looking forward to that. We shan’t be idle.” He laughed, as he added: “I hear from Mrs. Rockram that you are an experienced nurse.”
“A bottlewasher. Still . . . I learnt a lot at Wilverley.”
“How is Lady Selina?”
Without thinking, Cicely answered:
“Mother is wonderful. She is almost herself again. Poor dear! she will be terribly upset when she hears about more sickness in Upworthy.”
Grimshaw, rather astonished at her light manner, said quietly:
“I feared that Brian’s death would overwhelm her.”
“It did, it did. But . . .”