Then, as she longed to call after him and ask him to come back, she knew that, incredible though it might be, she loved him.
*
It was not until the next afternoon that Carmella was allowed another visitor.
The Doctor came in the morning and, although he was pleased that she was conscious and the wound at the back of her head where she had hit the edge of the safe was healing, he insisted that she must be very quiet.
“I want to see Lord Bramforde!”
Carmella knew as she spoke that what she wanted more than anything else was to see the Marquis, but the Doctor said,
“I’ll tell Nurse, to allow you, unless you are overtired, one or perhaps two visitors.”
“I am better – much better!”
“Yes, I know,” the Doctor said, “but you must understand, Lady O’Kerry, that we have to take every precau
