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Updated: June 1, 2025
"Upon my word," exclaimed the person in the bed, "is that you, Mrs. Tolbridge? I thought it was the doctor." "I don't wonder at that, Miss Panney," said Mrs. Tolbridge. "At times we have very much the same sort of knock." "But where is the doctor?" asked the old lady. "I hope he is at home and asleep," was the reply. "He has been working very hard lately, and was up the greater part of last night.
Just the sort of rest I hope he is getting this afternoon." "Nonsense," said Miss Panney; "rest is well enough, but you must give him more than that if you do not want to see him break down. You must give him good victuals. Rest, without the best of food, amounts to little in his case."
"Well," said the doctor, "if it is anybody, it is young Haverley." Miss Panney smiled.
Approaching a boat which was drawn up high and dry, she seated herself upon, or rather leaned against, its side. The bathing-master, a burly fellow in a bathing-costume, turned to her and informed her courteously but decidedly that she must not sit upon that boat. "I do not see why," said Miss Panney, sharply, as she rose "for it is not of any use in any other way, lying up here on the sand."
It was plain enough to her that Molly Tooney must be dropped, but in doing this, Miss Panney would not drop her plans. They would simply be changed to suit circumstances.
Miss Panney tied her roan to the hitching-post by the sidewalk, and went up the smooth gravel path to the handsome old house, which she had so often visited, to confer on her own affairs and those of the world at large with the father and the grandfather of the present Bannister, attorney-at-law. She and the house were all that were left of those old days.
It was late in the afternoon when the luncheon party broke up, and although Miss Panney was the last guest to leave, she did not go home, but drove herself to Thorbury, and tied her roan mare in front of the office of Mr. Herbert Bannister.
"Whatever is its name," she said, "we all thought it was the sweetest and softest, most delightful thing of the kind we had ever tasted. Miss Panney was particularly pleased with it." "I hoped she would be," said La Fleur. "I have spoken to Mr. Ames about it," said Dr.
Suddenly a satisfying idea shot into the old lady's mind, and she smiled so pleasantly that Mrs. Drane was greatly encouraged, and entered into some details of her reminiscence which she had intended to omit, thinking they might prove tiresome. "If they only could go away together, somewhere," said Miss Panney to herself, "that would be grand; that would settle everything.
Although, to be sure for I don't take away rightful credit from anybody some of the credit is yours for having softened up their hearts with your telegram, just at the very moment when that sort of softening could be of the most use." Miss Panney sat up very cold and severe. "La Fleur," said she, "I thought you were a cook who prided herself on attending to her business.
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