They keep them open, you know....

Do you want to go in ?" "Oh, _may_ I see him!" "No, dear....

Only I often sit in the corridor outside....

But perhaps you could not endure it--" "Endure what ?" "To hear--to listen--to his--breathing--" "Let me go with you!" she whispered, clasping her hands, "let me go with you, Miss Palliser.

I will be very quiet, I will do whatever you tell me--only let me go with you!" Miss Clay, just released from duty, met them at the door.
"There is nothing to say," she said; "of course every hour he holds out is an hour gained.