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Even then he insisted on going to look at her , and Dr. May could not prevent him from pressing his lips to her forehead . She half opened her eyes , and murmured `` good-night , '' and by this he was a little comforted ; but he would hear of nothing but sitting up , and Meta would have done the same , but for an absolute decree of the doctor . It was a relief to Dr. May that George 's vigil soon became a sound repose on the sofa in the dressing-room ; and he was left to read and muse uninterruptedly . It was far past two o'clock before there was any movement ; then Flora drew a long breath , stirred , and , as her father came and drew her hand into his , before she was well awake , she gave a long , wondering whisper , `` Oh , papa ! papa ! '' then sitting up , and passing her hand over her eyes , `` Is it all true ? '' `` It is true , my own poor dear , '' said Dr. May , supporting her , as she rested against his arm , and hid her face on his shoulder , while her breath came short , and she shivered under the renewed perception -- `` she is gone to wait for you . ''