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Father's father was a merchant." "So you are only a grade aristocrat," said the doctor; "but I must go. I will talk to Mrs. Tolbridge about this affair of lodgings." That evening Mrs. Tolbridge and the doctor held a conference in regard to the quarters of the Dranes. "I think La Fleur concerns herself entirely too much in the matter," said the lady. "She first came to me, and then she went to you.
To get a position as teacher for Miss Drane ought to be easy enough. To get Dr. Tolbridge a cook who could take your place would be impossible." La Fleur smiled. "I believe that," she said. "Now what I do is for the sake of the doctor," continued Miss Panney. "I do not know the Dranes personally, but I have no objection to benefit them if I can.
Tolbridge hesitated a little, and then replied, "Yes, we shall have them." "Very well, then, I'll stay. The Witton strawberries are small and sour this year; and I haven't tasted a good one yet." During the half hour which intervened before luncheon was announced, Miss Panney discovered nothing regarding the matter which brought her there.
It was about the middle of a March afternoon when Dr. Tolbridge, giving his horse and buggy into the charge of his stable boy, entered the warm hall of his house. His wife was delighted to see him; he had not been at home since noon of the preceding day. "Yes," said he, as he took off his gloves and overcoat, "the Pardell boy is better, but I found him in a desperate condition."
Tolbridge had been very quiet during the course of the meal, but she was now constrained to declare that she had nothing to do with the plans for the new Methodist church, and, in fact, she knew very little about them. "Some things concern all of us," retorted Miss Panney. "Suppose Bishop White, when he was ordained and came back to this country, had found a little village "
"Well, Miss Panney," she said, rising, "what report shall I make?" The old lady took off her night-cap, and replaced it with her ordinary headgear of lace and ribbons. "Have you heard anything," she asked, "of the young man who is coming to Cobhurst?" "No," said Mrs. Tolbridge, "nothing at all." "Well," continued Miss Panney, "I think the doctor knows something about him through old Butterwood.
As soon as her husband had gone, Mrs. Tolbridge leaned back in her chair and laughed quietly. "To think of asking Miss Panney to aid in a plan like that!" she said to herself. "Why, when the old lady hears of it she will blaze like fury. To send that pretty Cicely to live in the house for which she herself has selected a mistress, will seem to her like high treason.
"It is a pity," she thought, "that Dora and his sister are not likely to be friends. That would help wonderfully. This schoolgirl, probably jealous of the superiority of grown-up young ladies, may be very much in the way. I am sorry the case is not different." In regard to the other point the old lady was very well satisfied, and determined to go soon to see what success Mrs. Tolbridge had had.
Tolbridge charitably took her out to show her some new dahlias. Early the next morning, Dr. Tolbridge drove into the Witton yard. No matter who waited for him, he would not delay this visit. When he asked for Miss Panney, he had a strong idea that the old lady would refuse to see him.
And if you are in bed, he will believe in you, and if you are out of it, he is apt not to. More than that, Mrs. Tolbridge, there is no greater compliment that you can pay to a physician you have sent for, than to have him find you in bed." The doctor's wife laughed. She thought, but she did not say so, that probably this old lady had paid her husband a great many compliments.
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