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Updated: June 25, 2025
London being out of the question, I made up my mind to try my fortune in the ancient city of Dunchester, where the name of Therne was still remembered, as my grandfather and father had practised there before me. I journeyed to the place and made inquiries, to find that, although there were plenty of medical men of a sort, there was only one whose competition I had cause to fear.
No wonder, seeing that to win I must put to my credit thirty-two of the forty remaining papers, which seemed a thing impossible. The counter went on counting aloud and dealing down the papers as he counted. One, two, three, four, and straight on up to ten for Therne, when he paused to examine a paper, then "One for Colford." Then, in rapid successful, "Five, ten, fifteen for Therne."
I sat down, and when the cheers, with which were mixed a few hoots, had subsided, my chairman asked if any one in the meeting wished to question the candidate. "I do," said a voice speaking from beneath the shadow of the gallery far away. "I wish to ask Dr. Therne whether he believes in vaccination?"
"What happened then, Sir John?" asked the counsel. "Leaving my patient I hurried downstairs to see Dr. Therne, and found him just stepping from his consulting-room into the hall." "Did he speak to you?" "Yes.
Another packet was counted out. "How does it stand?" asked the agent. "Colford, 4349; Therne, 4327, and one more bundle of fifty to count," answered the clerk. The agent gave a sigh of relief and smiled; I saw him press Sir Thomas's hand in congratulations, for now he was sure that victory was theirs.
"Not done with your troubles yet, Dr. Therne, I fear," he said cheerfully; "out of the criminal wood into the civil swamp," and he laughed as he handed me a paper. "What is this?" I asked. "Statement of claim in the case of Colford v. Therne; damages laid at 10,000 pounds, which, I daresay, you will agree is not too much for the loss of a young wife.
I remember that at last I fell asleep, my head reposing on the shoulder of a very fat priest, who snored tempestuously, then awoke to pray, then snored again. It was the voice of Miss Becker, who sat opposite to me, that wakened me. "Forgive me for disturbing you, Dr. Therne," she said, "but you really must look," and she pointed through the window of the coach.
Therne prove that he has not done this also by baring his left arm before you all." The chairman looked at my face and his jaw dropped. "I declare this meeting closed," he said, and I turned to hurry from the platform, whereat there went up a shout of "No, no." It sank to a sudden silence, and again the man with the face of fate spoke. "Murderer of your own child, I reveal that which you hide!"
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