I asked what was to be done if she showed any return to sense in the night.

He said: "Send for me directly"; and stopped for a little while afterward stroking her head gently with his hand, and whispering to himself: "Poor girl, so young and so pretty!" I had felt, some minutes before, as if I could have struck the policeman, and I felt now as if I could have thrown my arms round the doctor's neck and kissed him.

I did put out my hand when he took up his hat, and he shook it in the friendliest way.

"Don't hope, my dear," he said, and went out.
The rest of the lodgers followed him, all silent and shocked, except the inhuman wretch who owns the house and lives in idleness on the high rents he wrings from poor people like us.
"She's three weeks in my debt," says he, with a frown and an oath.
"Where the devil is my money to come from now ?" Brute! brute! I had a long cry alone with her that seemed to ease my heart a little.
She was not the least changed for the better when I had wiped away the tears and could see her clearly again.

I took up her right hand, which lay nearest to me.