She looked at me, and then said:

“Dumps, if he gets worse, if the doctor on his next visit says there is no hope, then you shall see him. The doctor is coming here at eight o’clock with Dr Robinson, the very greatest authority in London. If he gives no hope you must all see him to say good-bye; but not otherwise, for any excitement is bad for him now.”

“I don’t think I should excite father,” I said.

Perhaps there was reproach in my tones, but I did not mean it.

Then my step-mother went away.

“She will feel it awfully; she is just devoted to him,” said Alex.


Part 2, Chapter XIII.

Waiting to be Called.