Vera, the Medium by Richard Harding Davis
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Rainey," he said stiffly, "will you please inform Mr. Hallowell
that his guests are now here, and that I have gone to bring them upstairs." "Yes, but you won't bring them upstairs, please," said Winthrop, "until you hear from me." Gaylor flushed with anger and for a moment appeared upon the point of mutiny. Then, as though refusing to consider himself responsible for the manners of the younger man, he shrugged his shoulders and left the room. With even less of consideration than he had shown to Judge Gaylor, Winthrop turned upon Rainey. "How's your patient?" he asked shortly. Rainey was sufficiently influenced by the liquor he had taken to dare to resent Winthrop's peremptory tone. His own in reply was designedly offensive. "My patient?" he inquired. "Mr. Hallowell," snapped Winthrop, "he's sick, isn't he?" "Oh, I don't know," returned the Doctor. "You don't know?" demanded Winthrop. "Well, I know. I know if he goes through this thing tonight, he'll have another collapse. I saw one this morning. Why don't you forbid it? You're his medical adviser, aren't you?" |
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