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The landlady was kneeling by him, looking at his injured hand; and the lodgers were saying, "Send him to the hospital." On Monday morning, the strain on Mrs. Gallilee's powers of patient endurance came to an end. With the help of Mr. Null's arm, she was able to get downstairs to the library. On Tuesday, there would be no objection to her going out for a drive. Mr.
She answered Mrs Null's questions with a very few words and a great many grunts, and kept her eyes fixed nearly all the time upon Mr Croft, endeavoring to find out, perhaps, if he had yet been subjected to any kind of conjuring.
The clock struck the hour. She rose and removed the handkerchief from her head. "Hush!" she said, "Do I hear the rustling of a dress on the landing below?" She snatched up a bottle of Mr. Null's medicine as a reason for being in the room. The sound of the rustling dress came nearer and nearer. Mrs. She instantly understood the purpose which the bottle was intended to answer.
Null's curiosity without fear of lowering himself in the estimation of a client. "I had better, perhaps, explain that chance allusion of mine to the children," he began. "My good friend, Mr. Gallilee, had his own reasons for removing his daughters from home for a time reasons, I am bound to add, in which I concur. The children were to be placed under the care of their aunt, Lady Northlake.
He slapped his forehead, and he said, 'Ah, merciful Heaven, cock and bacon again! You won't mention it, will you? and perhaps you think as I do? I'm sick of cock and bacon, myself." Mr. Null's medical orders still prescribed fresh air. The carriage came to the door at the regular hour; and Mr. Gallilee, with equal regularity, withdrew to his club.
"Jes' lemme tell you dis h'yar, Letty," said he, after making up the fire and seating himself on a stool near by, "ef you want to see ole miss come back rarin' an' chargin', jes' you let her know dat Miss Null is gwine ter plough de clober fiel' for pickles." "Wot's dat fool talk?" asked Letty. "Miss Null's gwine to boss dis farm, dat's all," said Isham.
I was on the stairs last night nobody ever notices me, do they, Mr. Null? and I saw Miss Minerva good creature, and, Lord, how strong! carrying you to your bed. Mr. Null's waiting outside. Don't distress me by saying No! "Is there anybody cruel enough to distress Mr. Gallilee?
The old woman made no answer, but folding up the maniac coverlid, she handed it to the girl, and told her to put it away. That night Uncle Isham, by Mrs Null's orders, carried to Aunt Patsy a basket, containing various good things considered suitable for an aged colored woman without teeth. "Miss Annie sen' dese h'yar?" asked the old woman, taking the basket and lifting the lid.
Make your mind easy the person has come." "Where is she?" Teresa pointed to the bedroom. "Recommended by me?" Mr. Null inquired. "Recommended by herself. And we don't like her. That's the other worry." Mr. Null's dignity declined to attach any importance to the "other worry." "No nurse has any business here, without my sanction! I'll send her away directly." He pushed open the baize door.
"What do you mean by seeing your way?" said the downright nurse. "Tell me when Carmina will be well again." Mr. Null's medical knowledge was not yet equal to this demand on it. "The progress is slow," he admitted, "still Miss Carmina is getting on." "Is her aunt getting on?" Teresa asked abruptly. "When is Mistress Gallilee likely to come here?" "In a few days " Mr.
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