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No: I have said all I wanted to say and I have no time to spare for answering idle questions. Good-by." Socially-speaking, doctors try the patience of their nearest and dearest friends, in this respect they are almost always in a hurry. Doctor Allday's precipitate departure did not tend to soothe Emily's irritated nerves. She began to find excuses for Mrs.
"That dandified little clergyman has certainly reminded me of my discussion with Emily, more than two months since. Was it his flowing hair, I wonder? or his splendid beard? Good God! suppose it should turn out ?" He was interrupted by the appearance of his patient. Other ailing people followed. Doctor Allday's mind was professionally occupied for the rest of the evening.
My housekeeper is an excellent woman, but I have once or twice caught her rather too near to that door. I think I'll whisper it." He did whisper it. In breathless wonder, Alban heard of the doubt which had crossed Doctor Allday's mind, on the evening when Mirabel had called at his house. "You look as if you didn't believe it," the doctor remarked. "I'm thinking of Emily.
"I haven't heard yet, why you want my advice." Doctor Allday's observation of humanity had hitherto reckoned want of caution among the deficient moral qualities in the natures of women. He set down Miss Jethro as a remarkable exception to a general rule. "I want you to advise me as to the right course to take with Miss Emily," he said.
The state of things here is a great deal too serious for joking. Make up your mind to be surprised I say no more." Before the doctor could ask what this meant, Emily opened the parlor door. "Come in!" she said, impatiently. Doctor Allday's first greeting was strictly professional. "My dear child, I never expected this," he began. "You are looking wretchedly ill." He attempted to feel her pulse.
At Doctor Allday's age a man is not easily discouraged by reproof, even when it is administered by a handsome woman. "I thought you might have known Miss Emily's father," he persisted. Miss Jethro rose, and wished him good-morning. "I must not occupy any more of your valuable time," she said. "Suppose you wait a minute?" the doctor suggested. Impenetrable as ever, he rang the bell.
His anxiety to forestall any possible discovery of the deception which had concealed the terrible story of her father's death, kept Doctor Allday's vigilance on the watch. He doubted the gentleman who had abstained from giving his name; he even distrusted the other unknown person who had written to Emily. She looked up. Her face relieved him of his misgivings, before she could speak.
"Where can I see you, when you go to London?" she asked. "At Doctor Allday's house." "On what day?" "On Tuesday next." Alban reached London early enough in the afternoon to find the doctor at his luncheon. "Too late to see Mrs. Ellmother," he announced. "Sit down and have something to eat." "Has she left any message for me?" "A message, my good friend, that you won't like to hear.
Although they may hesitate to acknowledge it, there are respectable Englishmen still left, who regard a felt hat and a beard as symbols of republican disaffection to the altar and the throne. Doctor Allday's manner might have expressed this curious form of patriotic feeling, but for the associations which Emily had revived.
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