Dr.Jones said on no account.

On no account, Dr.Fenwick, eh ?" "Will you take my arm, Miss Ashleigh, for a few turns up and down the room ?" said I."We will then see how far we may rebel against Dr.
Jones." She rose with some little effort, but there was no cough.

At first her step was languid; it became lighter and more elastic after a few moments.
"Let her come out," said I to Mrs.Ashleigh.

"The wind is not in the east, and, while we are out, pray bid your servant lower to the last bar in the grate that fire,--only fit for Christmas." "But--" "Ah, no buts! He is a poor doctor who is not a stern despot." So the straw hat and mantle were sent for.

Lilian was wrapped with unnecessary care, and we all went forth into the garden.