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tion, though I fancied he had been made 

 acquainted with the principal features of 

 the doctor's history before, and something 

 of mine. After half-an-hour's agreeable 

 chat he rose, and shaking my hand* bade 

 me farewell, desiring me to write to him 

 from Hampshire, that he might be as- 

 sured of my convalescence. 



Under my sister's care, and by paying 

 strict attention to my doctor's instruc- 

 tions, I gradually got better, but my spirits 

 did not keep pace with my bodily im- 

 provement. A melancholy and despairing 

 feeling had seized me; and, as I got out, 

 led me to the churchyard, where it would 

 find vent in odes and elegies of too gloomy 

 a nature for public or even private in- 

 spection. I did not at all extend my visits, 

 nor indeed did I seem to have delight in 

 the former scenes of iny enjoyments, and 

 my brother the lieutenant was the only 

 visitor in whose society I had any pleasure 



