At present he is in the
position of a man who has been imprisoned from his birth in a
dark room, and who denies the existence of daylight. If we cannot
open the shutters and show him the sky outside, we shall never
convert him to a knowledge of the truth."
Saying these words, the doctor turned to lead the way out of the
room, and observed Nanina, who had moved from the bedside on his
entrance, standing near the door. He stopped to look at her,
shook his head good-humoredly, and called to Marta, who happened
to be occupied in an adjoining room.
"Signora Marta," said the doctor, "I think you told me some time
ago that your pretty and careful little assistant lives in your
house. Pray, does she take much walking exercise?"
"Very little, Signor Dottore. She goes home to her sister when
she leaves the palace. Very little walking exercise, indeed."
"I thought so! Her pale cheeks and heavy eyes told me as much.
Now, my dear," said the doctor, addressing Nanina, "you are a
very good girl, and I am sure you will attend to what I tell you.
Go out every morning before you come here, and take a walk in the
fresh air. You are too young not to suffer by being shut up in
close rooms every day, unless you get some regular exercise. Take
a good long walk in the morning, or you will fall into my hands
as a patient, and be quite unfit to continue your attendance
here.
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