Strange Story, a — Volume 02 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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us an hour of his time."
I murmured an assent which I endeavoured to make not too joyous. "So that matter is settled," said Mrs. Poyntz; "and now I shall go to Mr. Vigors and prevent his further interference." "Oh, but, Margaret, pray don't offend him,--a connection of my poor dear Gilbert's. And so tetchy! I am sure I do not know how you'll manage to--" "To get rid of him? Never fear. As I manage everything and everybody," said Mrs. Poyntz, bluntly. So she kissed her friend on the forehead, gave me a gracious nod, and, declining the offer of my carriage, walked with her usual brisk, decided tread down the short path towards the town. Mrs. Ashleigh timidly approached me, and again the furtive hand bashfully insinuated the hateful fee. "Stay," said I; "this is a case which needs the most constant watching. I wish to call so often that I should seem the most greedy of doctors if my visits were to be computed at guineas. Let me be at ease to effect my cure; my pride of science is involved in it. And when amongst all the young ladies of the Hill you can point to none with a fresher bloom, or a fairer promise of healthful life, than the patient you intrust to my care, why, then the fee and the dismissal. Nay, nay; I must refer you to our friend Mrs. Poyntz. It was so settled with her before she brought me here to displace Dr. Jones." Therewith I escaped. |
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