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And so it was, somehow, when Dangerfield spoke his greeting at Sturk's ear, and the doctor turned short round, and saw his white frizzed hair, great glass eyes, and crooked, short beak, quizzical and sinister, close by, it seemed for a second as if the 'caw' and the carrion-crow of his dream was at his shoulder; and, I suppose, he showed his discomfiture a little, for he smiled a good deal more than Sturk usually did at a recognition.
In less than five minutes after, the thunder of a coach shook Dr. Sturk's windows, followed by a rousing peal on the hall-door, and Dr.
I offered Irons what would have been a fortune to him he was attending occasionally in Sturk's sick-room, and assisting in dressing his wounds to watch his opportunity and smother him with a wet handkerchief. I would have done it myself afterwards, on the sole opportunity that offered, had I not been interrupted. 'I engaged, with Mrs. Sturk's approval, Doctor Dillon.
'Well, Larry, I think I showed him Chapelizod, hey? said the doctor, buoyantly, to that functionary, and marched diagonally across the broad street toward Sturk's house, with a gait and a countenance that might have overawed an army.
Again he listened while you might count two, and dipped the handkerchief, so folded, into the water, and quietly squeezed it; and stood white and glittering by Sturk's bed-side. People moved very noiselessly about that house, and scarcely a minute had passed when the door opened softly, and the fair Magnolia Macnamara popped in her glowing face and brilliant glance, and whispered.
'Have you the claret bottle in the room? demanded Toole, a little flurried; for Sturk's pulses were playing odd pranks, and bounding and sinking in a dance of death. 'The what, Sir? asked the maid. 'The wine, woman this instant, said the doctor, with a little stamp. So, the moment he had the bottle, he poured out half a large glass, and began spooning it into Sturk's white parted lips.
Sturk's request to you; and when you shall have performed the critical operation she desires, I hereby promise, whether it succeed or fail, to give you a fee of five hundred guineas. PAUL DANGERFIELD. 'The Brass Castle, Chapelizod. And he dated it, and handed it to the surgeon, who read it through, and then looked with a gruff hesitation at the writer.
But this was only one of Sturk's explosions, and he and little Toole parted no better and no worse friends than usual, in ten minutes more at the latter's door-step. So Toole said to Mrs. T. that evening 'Sturk owes money, mark my words, sweetheart. Remember I say it he'll cool his heels in a prison, if he's no wiser than of late, before a twel'month.
Sturk to place him in a well-warmed bed, and introduce a few spoonfuls of warm port wine negus into his mouth, and if he swallowed, to continue to administer it from time to time, Sergeant Bligh and his men commenced their funereal march toward Sturk's house. 'And now, Mr. Adjutant, said Lowe, 'had not we best examine the ground, and make a search for anything that may lead to a conviction?
Sturk called him, was hero. Two or three minutes later, the hall-door of Sturk's mansion opened wide, and the figure of the renowned doctor from Dublin, lighted up with a candle from behind, and with the link from before, glided swiftly down the steps, and disappeared into the coach with a sharp clang of the door. Up jumps the footman, and gives his link a great whirl about his head.
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