half-nursery

Updated: May 31, 2025

He listened silently. At length he said, "I want to see Muriel." The mother lit a candle, and he followed her up-stairs. Just the same homely room half-bedchamber, half-nursery the same little curtainless bed where, for a week past, we had been accustomed to see the wasted figure and small pale face lying, in smiling quietude, all day long. It lay there still.

Dinah Maria Mulock Craik - John Halifax, Gentleman