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"You have really come to practise here?" went on the father, still rather on his guard. "I wanted sea-air. The change will do me good," replied Harold, rather evasively. "I like the place, too." Not a doubt of it. Harbridge was after his own heart, and so were some people who lived in it.
Purling's view of the question was plainly evident from a letter which awoke Harold rather rudely from his rosy dreams. "So at length I have found you out, Harold. I never dreamt you could be so deceitful and double-faced. To talk of clinical lectures in town, and all the time at Harbridge, philandering with that forward, intriguing girl!
She could not allow him to leave. Mere waste of words; Harold was off next morning to Harbridge, and Phillipa reported progress to her co-conspirator. "It promises well," said Gilly. "I may be able to muzzle that scoundrel after all."
The houses at Harbridge mostly faced the shore, but all had stone porches, and the doors stood not in front, but at one side. The modest cottage which Mr. Driver called his own was like the rest; but as he enters, for all his care, a keen knife-edged gust of the pushing wind precedes him and announces his return.
The patient appeared altogether more easy, the writhings subsided; presently, as if utterly exhausted, she sank off to sleep. Harold Purling had come up post-haste from Harbridge; and when the mother opened her eyes they rested upon her son. A hurried consultation passed in whispers between the two doctors. Phillipa was present; she and the maid had not left Mrs. Purling all night.
The devotion of her newly-adopted children was so unstinting, and they kept her so continually busy, that she had not time for self-reproach. It was a disappointment to her that the Jillinghams had no prospect of a family, and her chagrin would have been increased had she known that already a boy and girl had been born to the rightful heirs at Harbridge.
"I see you wish to goad me beyond endurance, Harold. Go!" "For good and all?" "Yes; except on the one alternative. Will you give up this idiotic passion? You refuse. It is on your own head, then. Go go till I send for you, which will be never!" Harold went without another word to Harbridge, overcame Dolly's scruples, secured the practice, and within a month was married and settled. Mrs.
Next day she told him. "Miss Driver is at Harbridge." "In service?" "No; at home. They live there. Her father is a Custom-house officer." That evening Harold informed his mother that important business called him away. She remonstrated. How could he leave the house while Miss Fanshawe was still there? What was the business? At least he might tell his mother; or it might wait.
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