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“Though Barnabas tried to not let his face betray emotion, Lawrance could tell, in the tremor and paleness of his lips, the curve of his rarely moved brow and his ungroomed locks, carelessly framing his forehead and his cheekbones, that he was, in fact, deeply anguished. For him, perhaps” -R. M. Elster

Some context for you to know:
The year was 1861. The month, January. Lawrance had just returned to Barnabas’ place after spending a short time with his family (which ended up in him practically fleeing from Philadelphia due to some problems with his father that could and would have escalated considerably if he had remained there), and they had just decided that Lawrance would stay there as Doc’s housekeeper. Lawrance’s health had declined over a year before after having contracted typhus during one of his journeys overseas. And that cold January of 1861, he didn’t protected himself enough from the chilly winds of England and thus, he fell ill, and his cold quickly became a fever oh so malignant he found himself bedridden and in pain in no time. Barnabas, being the doc and concerned friend he is took good care of him, and stayed by his sickbed until Lawrance started to recover. The fever lasted so long that the stone-face Allenbrought became visibly anguished, which didn’t improve Laurie’s mood either. In a fit of despair, Lawrance told him that he feared that he was becoming “an invalid, frail and sickly and waiting for a bad blast of air to make his body become cold with the embrace of the grave”, to which Barnabas replied that “the world would need more than a blast of air to consume his unruly spirit”, and, as a way to cheer him up, he recited him a poem that Lawrance liked “Bedouin Song”, by Bayard Taylor.

>>Till the sun grows cold
And the stars grow old
And the leaves of the Judgment Boom unfold!

*My little heart flutters for how deeply Doc cares for Lawrance. After all, isn’t he is loyalest companion and confidant? *

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“Though Barnabas tried to not let his face betray emotion, Lawrance could tell, in the tremor and paleness of his lips, the curve of his rarely moved brow and his ungroomed locks, carelessly framing his forehead and his cheekbones, that he was, in fact, deeply anguished. For him, perhaps” -R. M. Elster

Some context for you to know:
The year was 1861. The month, January. Lawrance had just returned to Barnabas’ place after spending a short time with his family (which ended up in him practically fleeing from Philadelphia due to some problems with his father that could and would have escalated considerably if he had remained there), and they had just decided that Lawrance would stay there as Doc’s housekeeper. Lawrance’s health had declined over a year before after having contracted typhus during one of his journeys overseas. And that cold January of 1861, he didn’t protected himself enough from the chilly winds of England and thus, he fell ill, and his cold quickly became a fever oh so malignant he found himself bedridden and in pain in no time. Barnabas, being the doc and concerned friend he is took good care of him, and stayed by his sickbed until Lawrance started to recover. The fever lasted so long that the stone-face Allenbrought became visibly anguished, which didn’t improve Laurie’s mood either. In a fit of despair, Lawrance told him that he feared that he was becoming “an invalid, frail and sickly and waiting for a bad blast of air to make his body become cold with the embrace of the grave”, to which Barnabas replied that “the world would need more than a blast of air to consume his unruly spirit”, and, as a way to cheer him up, he recited him a poem that Lawrance liked “Bedouin Song”, by Bayard Taylor.

>>Till the sun grows cold
And the stars grow old
And the leaves of the Judgment Boom unfold!

*My little heart flutters for how deeply Doc cares for Lawrance. After all, isn’t he is loyalest companion and confidant? *