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Gurnet had a right to be annoyed, so he gave him his head; but he had an uncomfortable feeling that Dr. Gurnet would make a very thorough use of this concession. Dr. Gurnet watched Winn silently for a few moments, then he said: "People who don't wish to get well don't get well; but, on the other hand, it is very rare that people who wish to die die.
See how far the Gurnet Lights are behind us." "Yes, but look at the distance ahead of us, to be sculled over yet," said Auntie Jean, "and here it is four o'clock," consulting her watch. "Come, Archie, it's time to whistle up the wind." "I will!" said Edna, breaking out again into her blackbird whistle. Cricket listened in rapt admiration. "Why can't I do it?" she sighed. "But, Mrs.
Oh, look there! some one has caught a fish, and is hauling it up. What a strange creature! It is not a mackerel, nor a gurnet, nor a pollock. How do you know that? Why, it is running along the top of the water like a snake; and they never do that. Here it comes. It has got a long beak, like a snipe. Oh, let me see. See if you like: but don't get in the way. Remember you are but a little boy.
He had an idea that this queer fellow before him meant something. "The Germans are an interesting nation," Dr. Gurnet proceeded without hurrying, "and they have a universal hobby. I don't know whether you have noticed, Major Staines, but a universal hobby is a very powerful thing. I am sometimes rather sorry that with us it has wholly taken the form of athletic sports.
In a month's time I shall be pleased to see you. Remember about the German and er do you ever flirt?" Winn stared ominously. "Flirt? No," he said. "Why the devil should I?" Dr. Gurnet gave a peculiar little smile, half quizzical and half kindly. "Well," he said, "I sometimes recommend it to my patients in order that they may avoid the intenser application known as falling in love.
As it would be low tide at eleven, they must be off at eight in the morning, to get well over the mud-flats before they were exposed. They would go outside the point for a little cruise, if it was not too rough, and then come back and land at the Gurnet, and show all the sights there to Hilda, and eat their luncheon either before or after, as they liked.
Winn said that he had a friend he understood perfectly; his name was Lionel Drummond. "I know him through and through," he explained; "that's why I trust him." Dr. Gurnet looked interested, but not convinced. "Ah," he said, "personally I shouldn't trust any man till he was dead. You know where you are then, you know. Before that one prophesies. By the by, are you married?" Dr.
Gurnet as if he had been a wild elephant. He admitted Peter with a change of voice, and asked eagerly if things with lungs were hereditary or catching? "Not at present in your case," Dr. Gurnet informed him. "By the by, you'll get better, you know. You're a little too old to cure, but you'll patch up." "What does that mean?" Winn demanded. "Shall I be a broken-winded, cats'-meat hack?" Dr.
"If you stay, Cricket, I'll stay, too," said Hilda, quickly. "But you can't, Hilda. You're the party, don't you see? We've all been to the Gurnet, and we're going to get up this picnic on purpose for you. You've got to go." "Yes, you've got to go," struck in Archie. "It's like the man who was on his way to be executed.
He came upon him with the effect of bouncing out from behind a screen with a series of funny, flat little questions. Sometimes Winn thought he was going to be angry with him, but he never was. There was a blithe impersonal touch in Dr. Gurnet, a smiling willingness to look on private histories as of less importance than last year's newspapers.
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