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There were dogs and horses and old servants and the Forest. And there were Edward and Leonora, who loved her. I had known her all the time I mean, that she always came to the Ashburnhams' at Nauheim for the last fortnight of their stay and I watched her gradually growing. She was very cheerful with me. She always even kissed me, night and morning, until she was about eighteen.
You understand that there was nothing the matter with Edward Ashburnham's heart that he had thrown up his commission and had left India and come half the world over in order to follow a woman who had really had a "heart" to Nauheim. That was the sort of sentimental ass he was. For, you understand, too, that they really needed to live in India, to economize, to let the house at Branshaw Teleragh.
I had not seen him since Nauheim, Germany several years ago; the time that the cholera broke out at Hamburg. We talked of the people we had known there, or had casually met; and G. said: "Do you remember my introducing you to an earl the Earl of C.?" "Yes. That was the last time I saw you. You and he were in a carriage, just starting belated for the train. I remember it."
He had meant never to go abroad again, but when it came time to go he did not look forward to returning; he expected to live in Florence always after that; they were used to the life and they had been happy there some years earlier before he went with his wife for the cure of Nauheim. But when he came home again it was for good and all.
He looked haggard and white, and there were dark circles under his eyes, as though he suffered from want of sleep. Still, the journey from Nauheim might account for his weary looks, and would have done so to anyone less suspicious than Mrs Pansey; but that good lady scented a mystery, and wanted an explanation. This, Gabriel, with less than his usual courtesy, declined to furnish.
Living, as we perforce lived, in Europe, and being, as we perforce were, leisured Americans, which is as much as to say that we were un-American, we were thrown very much into the society of the nicer English. Paris, you see, was our home. Somewhere between Nice and Bordighera provided yearly winter quarters for us, and Nauheim always received us from July to September.
The Nauheim spring is the true fountain of youth. 'A very prosaic fountain, I am afraid, laughed Mrs Pendle; 'the treatment is not poetical. 'It is at least magical, my love.
To use a vigorous American phrase, they made themselves scarce. The good bishop was amused and rather amazed by this universal scattering, for it was his wish to be loved rather than feared. He was in a decidedly benign frame of mind, as on that very morning he had received a letter from his wife stating that she was coming home within a few days, much benefited by the Nauheim baths.
He had meant never to go abroad again, but when it came time to go he did not look forward to returning; he expected to live in Florence always after that; they were used to the life and they had been happy there some years earlier before he went with his wife for the cure of Nauheim. But when he came home again it was for good and all.
Cold sponging in the morning may be advisable, but may do harm when there is high tension; warm, not too hot, baths are of value. Anything is of value that improves the peripheral circulation and prevents the extremities from being cold. The value of the Nauheim or other carbonated baths is perhaps often a question.
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