Dinah Craik,
John Halifax, Gentleman — Chapter XVIII
“ When, just as I was stealthily glancing at his face, fancying it looked whiter and more sunken, that his smile was fading, and his thoughts were wandering—Jael burst in."John Halifax, there be a woman asking for thee."No, John—no need for that start—that rush of impetuous blood to thy poor thin cheek, as if there were but one woman in all the world. No, it was only Mrs. Jessop.At sight of him, standing up, tall, and gaunt, and pale, the good lady's eyes brimmed over."You have been very ill, my poor boy! Forgive me—but I am an old woman, you know. Lie down again." ”
