But the bond
between them was stronger than any knew, except the good doctor, who had
learned the great secret of Maurice's life. For the first time since his
infancy he had fully felt the charm which the immediate presence of
youthful womanhood carries with it. He could hardly believe the fact when
he found himself no longer the subject of the terrifying seizures of
which he had had many and threatening experiences.
It was the doctor's business to save his patient's life, if he could
possibly do it. Maurice had been reduced to the most perilous state of
debility by the relapse which had interrupted his convalescence. Only by
what seemed almost a miracle had he survived the exposure to suffocation
and the mental anguish through which he had passed. It was perfectly
clear to Dr. Butts that if Maurice could see the young woman to whom he
owed his life, and, as the doctor felt assured, the revolution in his
nervous system which would be the beginning of a new existence, it would
be of far more value as a restorative agency than any or all of the drugs
in the pharmacopoeia. He told this to Euthymia, and explained the matter
to her parents and friends.
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