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As the old roan jogged away from the doctor's house, Miss Panney remarked to her companion, "I needn't have hurried you off so soon, Dora, for it is three hours before the next mail will leave; but I did want Mrs. Tolbridge to sit down at once and write that letter without being interrupted by anything which you might have come to tell her.
At this moment the maid came in and told Mrs. Tolbridge that the madam cook wanted to see her. The lady of the house excused herself, and in a few minutes returned, smiling.
"Catherine Tolbridge," said she, "do you know what will happen to you, if you don't look out? You'll lose that man." "Lose him!" exclaimed the other. "Yes, just that," replied the old lady; "I have seen it over and over again. Down they drop, right in the middle of their harness. And the stouter and sturdier they are, the worse it is for them; they think they can do anything, and they do it.
But the arrangement suits me perfectly, and I can only hope that Miss Panney may not hear of it until everything is settled." The more Dr. Tolbridge thought of the plan to establish Mrs. and Miss Drane, for a time, at Cobhurst, the better he liked it. Not only did he think the arrangement would be a desirable one on the Drane side, but also on the Haverley side.
"I was just beginning to get up enough energy," he remarked, "to think of putting on my slippers." "Well, put them on," said she, in a very decided tone. "No," replied the doctor, "that will not do; of course I must go to her." "You mustn't do anything of the kind!" exclaimed Mrs. Tolbridge, her eyes sparkling. "How many times by night and by day has that woman called you away on a fool's errand?
There's a thick towel over the pan, and I should be ashamed of my yeast if it couldn't lift a cat." When Miss Panney went upstairs she laughed. She did not want to laugh, but she could not help it. She had scarcely driven out of the gate when she met Dr. Tolbridge. "A pretty trick you have played me!" he cried. "Yes, indeed, a very pretty one," replied the old lady, pulling up her mare.
"Well," said the old lady, "you will have to bear up under it as well as you can, and I hope they will give him something to eat wherever he is going." Mrs. Tolbridge seemed occupied, and did not answer. "Miss Panney," she said suddenly, "will you stay and take lunch with me? I should like it ever so much." "Are you going to have strawberries?" asked Miss Panney. Mrs.
"Truly, Miss Panney!" exclaimed her visitor, "I think I give my husband as good living as any one in Thorbury has or can expect." "Humph!" said the old lady. "He may have all that, and yet be starving before your eyes. There isn't a man, woman, or child, in or about Thorbury, who really lives well excepting, perhaps, myself." Mrs. Tolbridge smiled.
"Oh, the whole business of engaging her was very simple," answered Mrs. Tolbridge. "Her last husband left her some money, and she came to this country on a visit to relatives, but she loved her art so much, she said " "Did she call it art?" asked Miss Panney.
Perhaps you may have preferred her to have a stubby nose and a freckled face. How is that, Kitty?" "Nonsense," said Mrs. Tolbridge. "It makes no manner of difference what sort of a face a secretary has; her handwriting is much more important." "Oh," said Miss Panney, "I am glad to hear that. And how does she get on?" "Very well indeed," was the answer; "the doctor seems satisfied with her work."
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