Sealed Lips — page 96: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

88 SEALED LIPS. She even proposed on acertain day to bring her daughter with her, but Jenny had hardly entered the room before his fever redoubled, although Patrice had avoided speaking or looking at the young girl. | “She came to see you!” murmured he, when his pupil had retired after a few moments’ visit. O’Farrell was a little more nervous than a nurse should be, but he said, in a quick tone: “Then she shall not come again, you may be sure of it.” “T prefer that,” said the sick man. He turned his face to the wall as if ashamed of this weakness; and Patrice, in his inexperience, destined to be of short duration, was astonished to see that at certain-times love is not as strong as jealousy. In Paris, when a fatal termination is feared, sick people pass through three distinct periods. At first they write about them, and the journals publish bul- letins of their health; special reporters prepare the death notice, so as not to be obliged some fine night to lose a dinner when it should be needed. Then, as if by tacit consent, the patient’s name, which was displayed in all the windows the night before, is invisible and ignored as if he had died the year before. Finally three discreet lines appear an- nouncing in an almest disappointed tone that the invalid is restored to health, and that his place is not to be taken. GOmichboo KS (E(0)