ABSTRACT
In the morning the family assembled together to breakfast; and a visible joy was expressed in every countenance, when the doctor assured them that his patient was out of danger. As their anxiety for her life was now over, their next curiosity was to discover who she was. Various were their conjectures on this head; some of them wide, and some not very remote from the truth: they all however agreed that, let her be who she would, she was an angel both in form and disposition; and Evans, whose joy for her recovery knew no bounds, thanked Heaven for the accident that brought her to his house, and made him any ways instrumental to her comfort and satisfaction. e doctor told them that nothing would be now necessary for her, but nourishing food and exercise; that her/ mind must be made as cheerful as possible; and for this reason, all enquiries about her family or situation, or any thing that could agitate her spirits, must be wholly let alone. ‘It is perfectly immaterial who she is,’ said he; ‘she is in distress, and moreover she is certainly a gentlewoman, and in every respect entitled to all that can be done for her. I would, therefore, ask her no questions, but leave it to herself to disclose her situation or not as she thinks proper.’ Mr. Evans entirely agreed with the doctor in all these sentiments; and the women were obliged to acquiesce, though it must be owned their curiosity was not a bit abated.
