CHAPTER NINETEEN. 

MOUNTAINEERING IN GENERAL. 

A week passed away, during which Nita was confined to bed, and the Count waited on her with the most tender solicitude. As their meals were sent to their rooms, it was not necessary for the latter to appear in the _salle-a-manger_ or the _salon_. He kept himself carefully out of sight, and intelligence of the invalid's progress was carried to their friends by Susan Quick, who was allowed to remain as sick-nurse, and who rejoiced in filling that office to one so amiable and uncomplaining as Nita. 

Of course, Lewis was almost irresistibly tempted to talk with Susan about her charge, but he felt the impropriety of such a proceeding, and refrained. Not so Gillie White. That sapient blue spider, sitting in his wonted chair, resplendent with brass buttons and brazen impudence, availed himself of every opportunity to perform an operation which he styled "pumping;" but Susan, although ready enough to converse freely on things in general, was judicious in regard to things particular. Whatever might have passed in the sick-room, the pumping only brought up such facts as that the Count was a splendid nurse as well as a loving father, and that he and his daughter were tenderly attached to each other. 

"Well, Susan," observed Gillie, with an approving nod, "I'm glad to hear wot you say, for it's my b'lief that tender attachments is the right sort o' thing. I've got one or two myself." 

"Indeed!" said Susan, "who for, I wonder?" 
Who is an invalid?
Where is she stuck?
How long has she been there?
Who is Susan Quick?
For who?
Where have they been eating?
Are there places the Count doesn't need to be?
Where?
Where did he stay?
Did they have friends?
How did they find out if Nita was getting better?
Who really wanted to ask about her?
Did he think that was proper?
So did he ask?
Is Nita easy to work with?
How does Susan feel about her job?
How is Gilie White described?
How often does he ask about Nita?
What did he call it?
Did Susan spill all the beans?
Nita
Nita
bed
bed
A week
A week
sick-nurse
 sick-nurse
Nita
Nita
their rooms
their rooms
Yes
salle-a-manger_ or the _salon_
_salle-a-manger_ or the _salon
 _salle-a-manger_ or the _salon
He kept himself carefully out of sight,
He kept himself carefully out of sight,
Yes
to their friends
by Susan Quick
by Susan Quick
Lewis
Lewis
No
he felt the impropriety
No
and refrained
Yes
amiable and uncomplaining as Nita. 

She rejoiced
rejoiced
sapient blue spider,
sapient blue spider,
availed himself of every opportunity
availed himself of every opportunity 
pumping
pumping
No
Whatever might have passed in the sick-room, the pumping only brought up such facts as that the Count was a splendid nurse as well as a loving father, and that he and his daughter were tenderly attached to each other.