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Besides, they are so expensive, and where is the money to come from to pay a physician's bills?" "We will be responsible for his bill," rejoined Fred, soothingly. "You have been grievously hurt, and need better attention than we can give you." "But I say no," reiterated Mr. Critchet; "I shall get well, and to you alone will the praise be due.
"See," I continued, removing the hat of Mr. Critchet, and throwing back his collar, "he does not look so very weak, after all."
I wondered if she was handsome, but supposed that she must be, judging from the appearance of her father. "I rarely saw my sister," Mr. Critchet continued, "after her marriage, but I heard from her frequently; and seldom looked at the Morning Post without seeing her name announced as having been present at a party the night before.
Critchet opened his eyes, and began talking in a rational manner; and although he was weak from the effect of his fever, yet he gained strength sufficient in two days to sit up, and give a clear and impartial account of the attempt to rob and murder him. I remember the day on which his recovery was dated. I was sitting by Mr. Critchet's side, while Fred was dozing away the afternoon in the shop.
Critchet he had deposited one thousand ounces of gold, and had received a stationary certificate, or note, acknowledging that the money had been received, but was to lay in the office, and not be forwarded to Melbourne a method that was often adopted to prevent loss by miners.
A few days after I received a note from my brother-in-law, Mr. Follet " "Follet?" I cried, in surprise; "then the young man who is still held by the commissioner is his son, and your nephew?" Mr. Critchet gave a token of assent, and continued: "In which he requested a further loan to meet some pressing engagements. I complied with the den and, although I felt that I was wronging myself to do so.
We told Mike that we would stick to our word, and that he should have his share even if he had found a lump as large as his body. The assertion satisfied him, that we intended to deal honestly by him; and leaving Mr. Critchet to tend the store, we walked towards our claim, the purchase of which, on our part, had excited the ridicule of more than one of our friends.
"Because we think that it is necessary for you to make reparation for wrongs that you have committed during a lifetime." "Who accuses me?" he asked, after a pause. "I do!" said Mr. Critchet. "I never saw you before in the whole course of my existence!" cried the forger, with a degree of effrontery that was characteristic of the man.
"I think," said Mr. Critchet, as we sat smoking our pipes after tea, the store being closed for the night, "that I shall be well enough in a few days to go to work myself. I feel the spirit in me, but the flesh is yet weak." "You will not be fit for a day's work in the mines for a month yet," returned Fred. "I can't remain idle for that length of time," Mr.
Critchet, for it prevented the insects from irritating the wounds and causing inflammation. A dose of weak wine was poured down our patient's throat, and then we sat by his side until morning, before he recovered his consciousness, and was able to speak. "I've foiled the young scamp," he muttered, as he looked around the store, and then suffered his glance to rest upon our faces.
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