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"After what she has heard, this house is no place for her. Give her to the old nurse!" Benjulia only answered, as he had answered already "I'll see to it." Mr. Gallilee persisted. "Is there any risk in moving her?" he asked. "It's the least of two risks. No more questions! Look to your wife." Mr. Gallilee obeyed in silence.
The minutes passed, and still Doctor Benjulia held him in talk. Now that he was no longer seeking amusement, in his own dreary way, by mystifying Zo, the lines seemed to harden in the doctor's fleshless face. A scrupulously polite man, he was always cold in his politeness. He waited to have his hand shaken, and waited to be spoken to. And yet, on this occasion, he had something to say.
Benjulia waited with exemplary patience. "Now about yourself," Lemuel continued. "You won't be offended will you? Should I be right, if I called you a dissector of living creatures?" Benjulia was reminded of the day when he had discovered his brother in the laboratory. His dark complexion deepened in hue. His cold gray eyes seemed to promise a coming outbreak. Lemuel went on.
Benjulia interrupted him again: "Don't you think we said enough about your cousin in the Gardens?" he suggested. Ovid acknowledged the hint with a neatness of retort almost worthy of his mother. "You have your own merciful disposition to blame, if I return to the subject," he replied. "My cousin cannot forget your kindness to the monkey." "The sooner she forgets my kindness the better.
What do you say? That inhuman way of talking is unworthy of me? Really I don't think so. I'm not a downright savage. It's only indifference." "Does your brother return your indifference? You must be a nice pair, if he does!" Benjulia seemed to find a certain dreary amusement in considering the question that Ovid had proposed. He decided on doing justice to his absent relative.
"Look! it's only ten minutes to six. In ten minutes, I shall have my arms round Teresa's neck. Don't look at me in that way! It's your fault if I'm excited. It's your dreadful eyes that do it. Come here, Zo! I want to give you a kiss." She seized on Zo with a roughness that startled the child, and looked wildly at Benjulia. "Ha! you don't understand loving and kissing, do you?
"Am I right in supposing that you believe what you have told me?" he resumed. "Most assuredly!" "Is Doctor Benjulia the only person who has spoken to you on the subject?" "The only person." "His information being derived from his friend the fellow-student whom you mentioned just now?" "In other words," Mrs.
Null said, "Serious derangement of the stomach, sir." Benjulia agreed with him. Mr. Null showed his prescription. Benjulia sanctioned the prescription. Mr. Null said, "Is there anything you wish to suggest, sir?" Benjulia had nothing to suggest. He waited, nevertheless, until Carmina was able to speak to him. Teresa and Mr. Null wondered what he would say to her.
In a few minutes more, there was a heavy step on the stairs. Benjulia had arrived. He looked hard at Miss Minerva, in unconcealed surprise at finding her in the house. She rose, and made an effort to propitiate him by shaking hands. "I am very anxious," she said gently, "to hear your opinion." "Your hand tells me that," he answered. "It's a cold hand, on a warm day. You're an excitable woman."
"Very amiable on your part, I'm sure. What did you say your name was?" "Mool." Benjulia looked at him suspiciously. Was he a physiologist, and a rival? "You're not a doctor are you?" he said. "I am a lawyer." One of the few popular prejudices which Benjulia shared with his inferior fellow-creatures was the prejudice against lawyers.
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