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"My idea is that Amy will administer her comradeship as she would her medicines. She is the most conscientious girl alive; she won't give him a drop too much." "Not a drop too much for his good, perhaps. But what about hers, dear? When he is himself Dr. Leaver can be a wonderfully interesting and compelling man, you know.
Charlotte said it gayly, but her eyes were suddenly wistful. "How long shall you stay? I shall miss you horribly." "I wish you were going, dear. Nothing could make me happier. We should be a great party then, for Dr. Leaver goes with us. It's a sudden decision on his part.
Leaver has tapped her under the chin: Mr. Leaver not doing as he is bid, but on the contrary, sitting down beside her, Mrs. Leaver slaps Mr. Leaver; and Mr. Leaver in return slaps Mrs. Leaver, and it being now time for all persons present to look the other way, they look the other way, and hear a still small sound as of kissing, at which Mrs.
I'm willing to back it up by argument, if you like, though I'd rather not. In fact, I'd much rather not. I prefer simply to make the assertion, and let it sink in." But Leaver would speak. "You forget," he said, bitterly, "that I've put all that behind me. I told you I should never operate again. I meant it." "Yes, you meant it," said Burns comfortably.
I'll wager he's there with a patient for a few days at a good big price a day. Leaver never rests. He's made of steel wires. I believe I'll have him up on the long-distance and see if I can't get him to run over." "Is it Dr. John Leaver of Baltimore you speak of?" "It surely is. Do you happen to know him?" "Slightly, and by reputation a great reputation." "Great? I should say so.
You know perfectly well that you're not yet quite fit to shift for yourself. Be rational, and let me manage things for you a while longer." Leaver stood up; in the dim light Burns could not see his face. But he heard his voice one which showed tension. "You don't know what you're asking, old friend.
To tell you the honest truth which is supposed to be good for the soul I'm horribly envious of Jack Leaver for having done that stunt this morning." "Envious? Of course you are. At the same time would you have taken it away from him and have done it yourself, if you had had the chance?"
Her eyes held an expression as beautiful as it was inscrutable. He could not read it. He turned back to Leaver. "Yes, we'll think it over," he said briefly. Then he looked out of the window again. "What's the name of this park?" he asked. The conversation veered to follow his lead. It was not resumed during the drive home, nor again that day, between the four.
"I thought you might like them and might want to pick them yourself, or I should have had them ready. I sent for no other flowers. I remember my mother telling me how Madam Chase loved them as she herself did." From an upper window, in the room to which he had been assigned, Leaver saw Charlotte go down the garden path to the hedge, there to fill a small basket with the snowy blooms.
Leaver looked a tall and sombre figure, and the contrast between him and his friend, as Red Pepper stood beside him on the hearth-rug, the picture of ruddy health, was startling. "You must be pretty heavy, Red," Leaver said considering his host. "Not a particle of superfluous fat, but good, solid structure, I should say.
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