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At five he was to meet Dr. Jedd at the station. He had two hours for his interview with Nancy Woolper, and his drive from Bayswater to London Bridge. He had tasted nothing since daybreak; but the necessity to eat and drink never occurred to him. He was dimly conscious of feeling sick and faint, but the reason of this sickness and faintness did not enter into his thoughts.
Jedd Deane, or any of the scores of kind-hearted townsfolk, would have changed the situation. But to make known his distress, to appeal for charity, to hold out his hand and be a pauper that was not in him.
"I don't think you'll do that, sir." "Why not, pray?" "I don't think you dare do it, in the face of that strange doctor." "You don't? And so Dr. Jedd is the master of this house, is he?" "Yes, sir. Till that poor dear young lady is well again, if ever that day comes, I think Dr. Jedd will be the real master in this house." "By ! Mrs. Woolper, you're a cool hand, I must say!" He could say no more.
But in the next minute he had said to himself, "I am not such a reckless fool as that man Fryar was; and have run no such risks as he ran." At the name of Jedd the same icy shiver ran through his veins again. His tone of suppressed anger changed to a tone of civility which was almost sycophantic. "I have the honour to know Dr.
Charlotte was just sufficiently recovered to obtain permission to be present at the ceremonial, after some little exercise of her persuasive powers with the medical practitioner to whose care Dr. Jedd had committed her when all danger was past. The Captain protested, with an eager insistence, that the wedding breakfast should be eaten at his domicile. "And Val," he said, "be sure Val is with you.
Come what might, of after-consequences to himself from Charlotte Halliday's illness or death he had no apprehension. Thus it was that he met Dr. Jedd day after day with a face as calm as the stony countenance of that distinguished physician himself. Such anxiety as an affectionate stepfather should feel during the peril of his stepdaughter Mr. Sheldon took care to express.
Prompt at calculation always, he was at this crisis engaged in a kind of mental arithmetic. "The chances of defeat, so much; the chances of detection ?" A rapid survey of his position told him what those chances were. Detection by Dr. Jedd? Yes. That had come to him already perhaps. But would any actual harm to him come of such detection?
Woolper's hands; she has received her instructions from Dr. Jedd, and those instructions leave no room for doubt. If she permits Sheldon to tamper with the medicine or the food of her patient, she will be the wilful accomplice of a murderer. I think she may be trusted." "I will watch her." "The charge of procuring the medicine is mine.
Jedd to Harold's Hill." "Take him to St. Leonards; and if I get my brother out of the way, you can have Charlotte conveyed to an hotel in St. Leonard's, where she can stop till she picks up strength enough to come to London." "Do you think her mother will consent to her removal? "Do I think you will be such an idiot as to ask for her consent?" cried George Sheldon impatiently.
Jedd for slander, and compel the physician to prove the charges insinuated against him, or pay the penalty attendant upon an unjustifiable accusation. He was well assured that Dr. Jedd could prove very little; and a jury, if properly worked, might award him exemplary damages.
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