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"You will look after her well, will you not?" Her voice was resonant on the note of appeal. Now you could withstand Rhoda in her domineering mood if you were strong enough and cool enough; but when she looked straight through your eyes in that way she was irresistible. Cautley did not attempt to resist her.
You won't mind my saying so, but I think it would look a little indelicate. Of course it would be very different if it were a woman; if it were you for instance." "I should do it any way. It's the straightest thing." "I daresay, dear, in your friendships it is. But I think you can hardly judge of this. You do not know Dr. Cautley as I do." "No," said Rhoda meekly, "perhaps I don't."
"Very well then," said she, "if I were you I should put on that nice silk blouse in the evenings." Dr. Cautley Sends in his Bill "I wonder," Mrs. Moon observed suddenly one morning, "if that man is going to let his bill run on to the day of judgment?" The Old Lady had not even distantly alluded to Dr. Cautley for as many as ten months.
"Then you must be a very singular young man. I thought you doctors were never happy until you'd found some mare's nest in people's constitutions? You'd much better let well alone." "Miss Quincey is very far from well," said Cautley with recovered gravity, "and I rather fancy she has been let alone too long." Cautley thought that he had said quite enough to alarm any old lady. And indeed Mrs.
Rhoda's friend was not like Rhoda; yet because the leaf may distantly suggest the rose, he liked to sit and talk to her and think about the most beautiful woman in the world. To any other man conversation with Miss Quincey would have been impossible; for Miss Quincey in normal health was uninteresting when she was not absurd. But to Cautley at all times she was simply heart-rending.
All the rest was intelligible, she had understood and accepted it; but to be told that she, a teacher in St. Sidwell's, was flighty the charge was simply confusing to the intellect, and it left her dumb. Flighty? When Martha came in with the tea-tray and she had to order a knife for the cake and an extra cup for Dr. Cautley, she saw Mrs. Moon looking at Martha, and Martha looking at Mrs.
Moon was the first to notice that. She hailed Juliana's recovery as a sign of grace, of returning allegiance to the memory of Tollington Moon. "Now," said the Old Lady, "I hope we've seen the last of Dr. Cautley." "Of course we have," said Miss Quincey. She said it irritably, but everybody knows that a little temper is the surest symptom of returning health. "What should he come for?"
Between the Jumna and the Ganges they consist of inclined strata of sandstone, shingle, clay, and marl. We are indebted to the indefatigable researches of Dr. Falconer and Sir Proby Cautley, continued for fifteen years, for the discovery in these marls and sandstones of a great variety of fossil mammalia and reptiles, together with many fresh-water shells.
It was her duty to live, for the sake of St. Sidwell's and of Mrs. Moon; and she was only calling Dr. Cautley in to help her to do it. She hardly expected him till late in the day; so she was a little startled, when she came in after morning school, to find Mrs. Moon waiting for her at the stairs, quivering with indignation that could have but one cause.
Cautley might come tearing round the corner with his coat-tails flying, or as if she might look up and find him sitting beside her and talking to her. But he did not come. There are some histories that never repeat themselves. And he had never called since that day Miss Quincey remembered it well; it was Saturday the thirteenth of March.
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