Turning from Bessie (though her presence was far less obnoxious to me than that of Abbot, for instance, would have been), I scrutinised the face of the gentleman: I knew him; it was Mr. Lloyd, an apothecary, sometimes called in by Mrs. Reed when the servants were ailing: for herself and the children she employed a physician.
Separé mi mirada de Bessie (cuya presencia me era menos desagradable que me lo hubiera sido, por ejemplo, la de Miss Abbot) y la fijé en el rostro del caballero. Le reconocí: era Mr.