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"Why, yes," said Doctor Ebling, taking it upon himself to answer. Hugh's questions and remarks were usually addressed to the company collectively, and the doctor generally was tacitly elected spokesman. "Don't you want to go, ladies?" he asked, "and you, Bruce?" The ladies, Ruth and Miss Custer, assented with bright looks. Mr.
But time, which settles all things and places them in their true light and relations, has brought to the notice of this precious pair that they are very ill adapted to each other: it is even said that they quarrel. The coarser gossips affirm that Mrs. Ebling is lazy and shiftless, and that the doctor is disheartened and neglects his business.
Tascher mentally as she entered the room and swept across to the vacant seat beside the doctor, dispelling somehow, with her strong presence, the spirit of sentimentalism that pervaded the atmosphere. "Why, Doctor Ebling, are you here?" she asked: "I supposed you had gone to town. Where is Miss Stanley?" "I I don't know," said the doctor honestly enough, to be sure.
So there was nobody but Aunt Ruby and her 'help' to witness the touching ceremony except the minister and his wife. It was touching, I suppose: Miss Custer wept bitterly at being so 'neglected, and Ebling is mortally offended with Bruce." Three years went by; which space of time Mrs.
"Doctor Ebling wished to hear the 'Last Hope." "You haven't come to that in your experience yet, have you, doctor?" laughed Mrs. Tascher, though she was not in the habit of playing upon words. "No," said the doctor. "It seems to me the 'last hope' is that we feel when we draw our last breath." The three spent the evening together, and Mrs.
"Oh! poor man!" said Miss Custer with a sweetness of sympathy that must have comforted the wounded person immensely had he heard it. "Burnses' boy came in for Doc Ebling," continued Hugh. "They don't know whether they can patch him up again or not." "I suppose the doctor will find out," said Miss Custer complacently; and Hugh flung away his apple-core and walked on around the house.
But she came up here to stay a spell after graduatin', an' met Doctor Ebling; an' they took a notice to each other right away, an' were engaged. She wrote to Mr. Murray about it, an' he gave his consent to the marriage. But it couldn't take place just yet, for the doctor had only just begun his practice an' wasn't ready to settle down."
The stream upon which Westbrook was built was about half a mile distant, and the sun was going down when they reached the big oak where the boat was anchored. Doctor Ebling clambered down the steep bank and unlocked it, and got in and rowed up a little way to where there was a better descent. "Now, then, shall we all go at once," said he, "or take turns?"
It is also said they want helmets; order that they be made at Ebling. . . . It is not by sleeping that one can accomplish anything." Thus no point of detail was neglected, and the energies of all were stimulated into action with extraordinary power.
Then she threw up her hands and started to run toward the hill, calling loudly. But already they had seen and were coming. One Doctor Ebling was far ahead of the rest. Ruth met him and turned back with him. "Ruth, you did it: I saw you push her," he found breath to say. But Ruth's sensibilities were too shocked to feel the accusation.
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