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Let me hasten to add that the protest of Propriety was duly entered, on the day before my promised husband arrived. Standing in the doorway nothing would induce her to take a chair, or even to enter the room Miss Jillgall delivered her opinion on Philip's approaching visit. Mrs. Tenbruggen reported it in her pocket-book, as if she was representing a newspaper at a public meeting.
I should have said something which I might have afterward regretted, if Mrs. Tenbruggen had allowed me the opportunity. Fortunately for both of us, she went on with her narrative of her own proceedings. "Philip Dunboyne is an excellent fellow," she continued; "I really like him but he has his faults.
"I have a card to deliver from an acquaintance whom you have not mentioned," he said; "and I rather think it will astonish you." It simply puzzled me. "Well?" said the Chaplain. "Well," I answered; "I never even heard of Mrs. Tenbruggen, of South Beveland. Who is she?" "I married the lady to a foreign gentleman, only last week, at my friend's church," the Chaplain replied.
Philip rather gains upon me; he appears to have some capacity for feeling ashamed of himself. On the other hand, I regard the discovery of an intimate friendship existing between Mrs. Tenbruggen and Miss Jillgall with the gloomiest views. Is this formidable Masseuse likely to ply her trade in the country towns? And is it possible that she may come to this town? God forbid!
They had printed directions at the top, which showed that the doctor was accustomed to write his prescriptions on them. We had many, too many, of his prescriptions in our house. The servant's doubts of my patience proved to have been well founded. I got tired of waiting, and went home before the doctor returned. From morning to night, nothing has been seen of Mrs. Tenbruggen to-day.
"I thought I might have got at what I wanted," she told me, "by mesmerizing our reverend friend. He is as weak as a woman; I threw him into hysterics, and had to give it up, and quiet him, or he would have alarmed the house. You look as if you don't believe in mesmerism." "My looks, Mrs. Tenbruggen, exactly express my opinion. Mesmerism is a humbug!" "You amusing old Tory!
Yes! the most fondly affectionate kiss that he had given me, for weeks past, was my reward for submitting to Mrs. Tenbruggen. She is old enough to be his mother, and almost as ugly as Miss Jillgall and she has made her interests his interests already! On the next day, I fully expected to receive a visit from Mrs. Tenbruggen. She knew better than that.
The Governor's mischievous resolution to reconcile Philip and Eunice explained it, of course. Tenbruggen had helped that design by bringing the two men together. "Go on," I said; "I am prepared to hear next that Philip has paid another visit to my sister, and has been received this time." I must say this for Mrs. Tenbruggen: she kept her temper perfectly.
No person came to my room, and nothing happened to interrupt me while I was reading Mr. Philip Dunboyne's letters. One of them, let me say at once, produced a very disagreeable impression on me. I have unexpectedly discovered Mrs. Tenbruggen in a postscript. Dunboyne the elder. More of this, a little further on.
Write down the name of the shop on my card, and I will take it back to her." Sheer amazement kept me silent: I let him go on. He was a mere child in the hands of Mrs. Tenbruggen: she had only to determine to make a fool of him, and she could do it. But why did she do it?
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