It was early in June that I had an urgent call from Ben asking if I
would help her. A Canadian woman had been in to say that her husband,
who was an invalid, had one mastering wish, and that was to hear the
nightingale again before he returned home, probably for ever. Ben knew
nothing of nightingales; but she wanted to oblige, and would I take
the affair in hand?--my acquaintance with those birds being (I assume)
notorious.