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"Well, mademoiselle," said Riviere very sadly, "that interloper might as well have been with us." "Of course he might, and you would have lost nothing by permitting me to be courteous to a guest and an invalid. If you had not played the tyrant, and taken the matter into your own hands, I should have found means to soothe your jeal I mean your vanity; but you preferred to have your own way.
A sort of convulsion passed over her face, her little hands clinched, and the tears started into her eyes. Her voice was very quiet. "You think I lie, then?" "I think you are mistaken, just as other jealous women have " "You think I'm jealous, do you?" "You act like a jeal " "Jealous of that gray-haired old wretch? No, sir! I I " She struggled to express herself.
I am happy to tell you, though, that the patient is doing nicely very nicely indeed." Margaret clutched his arm. "You you mean " "I mean," said Dr. Jeal, "that there is no fracture. A slight concussion of the brain, madam, and so far as I can see no signs of inflammation. Barring accidents, I think we'll have that young man out of bed in a week.
The girl in front of him, so unlike her father save for the firm chin and capable brow, did not appear to sense his perturbation. "Well," she said, "it doesn't matter. I am not jeal I'm not any different just the same. Come back here and sit down, please, while I go ahead with what I wish to say." The interlude appeared to have rendered her more self-possessed.
But this is both cynical and digressive. Dr. Jeal, better than his word, had Billy Woods out of bed in five days. To Billy they were very long and very dreary days, and to Margaret very long and penitential ones.
The dear, clean-minded, honest boy had come back to her, and she could love him now without shame, and there was only herself to be loathed. Then the door opened. Then, with Colonel Hugonin, came Martin Jeal a wisp of a man like a November leaf and regarded them from under his shaggy white hair with alert eyes. "Hey, what's this?" said Dr. Jeal. "Eh, yes! Eh yes!" he meditated, slowly.
"Most irregular. You must let us have the room, Miss Hugonin." In the hall she waited. Hope! ah, of course, there was no hope! the thin little whisper told her. By and bye, though after centuries of waiting the three men came into the hall. "Miss Hugonin," said Dr. Jeal, with a strange kindness in his voice, "I don't think we shall need you again.
Jeal on his way to Selwoode indeed, but still some four miles from the mansion toward which he was urging his staid horse at its liveliest gait. Kennaston tried to soothe him. But the Colonel clamoured to the heavens. Kennaston he qualified in various ways. And as for Dr.
Margaret stood across the room, peeling off her gloves and regarding him on the whole with disapproval. "They've been starving you," she pensively reflected. "As soon as that Jeal person goes away, I shall have six little beefsteaks cooked and see to it personally that you eat every one of them. And I'll cook a cherry pie quick as a cat can wink her eye won't I, Billy?
The Fates having played their pawn, swept it from the board, and Cock-eye Flinks disappeared in Clotho's capacious pocket. All this time the young people saw nothing of one another. On this point Jeal was adamantean. "In a sick-room," he vehemently declared, "a woman is well enough, but the woman is the devil and all.
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