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He read it to you, eh? 'No, sir. 'Oh, but he told you so much as relates to you and your uncle, Mr. Silas Ruthyn, of Bartram-Haugh? 'No, indeed, sir. 'Ha! I wish he had. And with these words Doctor Bryerly's countenance darkened. 'Mr. Silas Ruthyn is a religious man? 'Oh, very! said I. 'You've seen a good deal of him? 'No, I never saw him, I answered. 'H'm? Odder and odder!
Doctor Bryerly's dark and homely face was turned on me with an expression of unspeakable compassion. 'I was going to say, that if you think of any way in which I can be of the least service, Miss, I'm ready to act, that's all; mind, any way. He hesitated, looking at me with the same expression as if he had something more to say; but he only repeated 'That's all, Miss.
'Your uncle, you know, has a very liberal allowance for your maintenance and education. I remembered something in the will about it, and Mary Quince was constantly grumbling that 'he did not spend a pound a week on our board. I answered nothing, but looked down. Another glance at the door from Doctor Bryerly's sharp black eyes. 'Is he kind to you? 'Very kind most gentle and affectionate.
Bryerly had been an evil spirit, evoked by a secret incantation, there could not have been more complete darkness as to the immediate process of his approach. 'And how long do you mean to wait, my dear? No matter; at all events you may open the desk; you may find papers to direct you you may find Dr. Bryerly's address you may find, heaven knows what.
His bed-room and dressing-room were at the side of the gallery, directly opposite to my father's, which had a sort of ante-room en suite, in which were some of his theological books. The day after Mr. Bryerly's arrival, I was about to see whether my father's water caraffe and glass had been duly laid on the table in this ante-room, and in doubt whether he was there, I knocked at the door.
I lamented my weakness in having assented to Doctor Bryerly's and my cousin's advice. Was I not departing from my engagement to my dear papa? Was I not consenting that my Uncle Silas should be induced to second my breach of faith by a corresponding perfidy?
But, honestly, I doubt it; my tendency has always been that of many other weak characters, to act impetuously, and afterwards to reproach myself for consequences which I have, perhaps, in reality, had little or no share in producing. It was Doctor Bryerly's countenance and manner in alluding to a particular provision in my father's will that instinctively awed me.
'Yes, for form's sake you take one, and in the meantime, upon a nice question of law, the surmises of a thick-headed attorney and of an ingenious apoth I beg pardon, physician are sufficient warrant for telling my niece and ward, in my presence, that I am defrauding her! My uncle leaned back in his chair, and smiled with a contemptuous patience over Doctor Bryerly's head, as he spoke.
I do not think one of us believed at the moment that what we had seen was a Doctor Bryerly of flesh and blood, and yet the first thing we spoke of in the morning was Doctor Bryerly's arrival. The mind is a different organ by night and by day. Doctor Bryerly had, indeed, arrived at half-past twelve o'clock at night.
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