"
"I don't in the least mind, sir. The situation will suit me very well."
"I am very glad to hear it," said the doctor, immensely relieved. "We
may consider it a bargain, then?"
"If you please, sir," rising quietly. "When will you want me to go?"
"To-morrow morning. By the way, Mrs. Sharpe," said the doctor, eying the
obnoxious lunettes, "why do you wear green glasses?"
"My eyes are weak, sir." Mrs. Sharpe removed the spectacles as she
spoke, and displayed a pair of dull gray eyes with very pink rims. "The
light affects them. I hope my glasses are no objection, sir?"
"Oh, not in the least! Excuse my question. Very well, then, Mrs. Sharpe;
just give me your address, and I'll call round for you to-morrow
forenoon."
Mrs. Sharpe gave him the street and number--a dirty locality near the
East River. Dr. Oleander "made a note of it," and the new nurse made her
best obeisance and departed.
And, to inform Mme. Blanche of his success in this matter, Dr. Guy
presented himself at the Walraven mansion just as the misty twilight was
creeping out and the stars and street lamps were lighting up.
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