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"No; I had no need to do that, I had fully resolved when I spoke yesterday. Dr. Mulbridge, why didn't you spare me this? It's unkind of you to insist, after what I said. You know that I must hate to repeat it. I do value you so highly in some ways that I blame you for obliging me to hurt you if it does hurt by telling you again that I don't love you."
Mulbridge, with more interest, but the same smile. "What do you mean?" "She didn't wish to go that day when she was caught in the storm. But I insisted; I forced her to go." She stood panting with the intensity of the feeling which had impelled her utterance. "What do you mean by forcing her to go?" "I don't know. I I persuaded her." Dr.
When this commerce became precarious, he retired from the seas, took a young wife in second marriage, and passed his declining days in robust inebriety. He lived to cast a dying vote for General Jackson, and his son, the first Dr. Mulbridge, survived to illustrate the magnanimity of his fellow-townsmen during the first year of the civil war, as a tolerated Copperhead.
Mulbridge found little practice among them; while attending their appointed fate, they were so thoroughly salted against decay as to preserve even their families. But he gradually gathered into his hands, from the clairvoyant and the Indian doctor, the business which they had shared between them since his father's death.
"What in the world were you quarrelling with that girl about, Rufus?" "We were not quarrelling, mother." "Well, it sounded like it. Who was she? "Who?" repeated her son absently. "Dr. Breen." "Doctor Breen? That girl a doctor?" "Yes." "I thought she was some saucy thing. Well, upon my word!" exclaimed Mrs. Mulbridge. "So that is a female doctor, is it? Was she sick?"
Her mother thinks she was weak in giving up Mrs. Maynard's case to me; but Miss Gleason told me about their discussion, and she thinks it is the great heroic act of Dr. Breen's life." "It showed some sense, at least," Mrs. Mulbridge replied. She had tacitly offered to release her son from telling her anything when she had made her motion to rise; if he chose to go on now, it was his own affair.
"You know. The one that came after you." "Oh! Dr. Breen. Yes. What did you think of her?" "I don't see why you call her doctor." "Oh, I do it out of politeness. Besides, she is one sort of doctor. Little pills," he added, with an enjoyment of his mother's grimness on this point. "I should like to see a daughter of mine pretending to be a doctor," said Mrs. Mulbridge. "Then you would n't like Dr.
Mulbridge assented by his silence. "But I guess I was mistaken. I guess he's tried and missed it. The field is 'clear, for all I can see. And she's made a failure in one way, and then you know a woman is in the humor to try it in another. She wants a good excuse for giving up. That's what I think." "Well," said his mother, "I presume you know what you're about, Rufus!"
Will you let me beg your pardon?" she urged, with impulsive earnestness. "Why, yes," he answered, smiling. "And not ask me why?" "Certainly." "Thank you. Yes," she added hastily, "she is so much worse that some one of greater experience than I must see her, and I have made up my mind. Dr. Mulbridge may refuse to consult with me.
'N' all I was afraid of was gettin' there too soon. Tell you, a lee shore ain't a pleasant neighbor in a regular old northeaster. 'F you go by land, I guess it's about ten mile round through the woods. Want to send for Dr. Mulbridge? I thought mebbe" "No, no!" said Grace.
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