The Girl at Cobhurst | Page 2

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fixed their eyes upon the servant, but there was nothing remarkable
about her; she had delivered her message and stood waiting. The
doctor's fists were clenched and there was a glitter in his eye. He
seemed on the point of saying something in a loud voice, but he
changed his mind, and quietly said, "Tell the boy to come here," and
turned back to the fire. Then, when the girl had gone, he struck his fist
upon his knee and ejaculated, "Confound Miss Panney!"
"Harry!" exclaimed his wife, "you should not speak of your patients in
that way, but I agree with you perfectly;" and then, addressing the boy,
who had just entered, and who stood by the door, "Do you mean to say
that there is anything serious the matter with Miss Panney?" she said
severely. "Does she really want to see the doctor immediately?"
"That's what they told me, ma'am," said the boy, looking about him at
the books and the furniture. "They told me that she was took bad, and
that I must come here first to tell the doctor to come right away, and if
he wasn't at home to leave that message."
"How did you come?" asked Mrs. Tolbridge; "on horseback?"
"No, ma'am; with a wagon."
"You could have come a great deal quicker without the wagon," said
she.
"Oh, yes, but then I've got to stop at the store going back."

"That will do," said Mrs. Tolbridge; "you can go now and attend to
your other business."
The doctor was quietly looking into the fire, and as his wife turned to
him he gave a little snort.
"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? It is likely as not that there is
nothing more the matter with her than there is with me. She has no
right to worry the life out of you in this way. She ought to have gone to
heaven long ago."
"You shouldn't talk of my patients in that way, Kitty," said the doctor;
"and in the opinion of a good many of her neighbors the old lady is not
bound for heaven."
"I don't care where she is going, but one thing is certain: you are not
going to her this afternoon. You are not fit for it."
"You must remember, Kitty," said the doctor, "that Miss Panney is an
old lady, and though she may sound many a false alarm, the true alarm
is to be expected, and I would much prefer to go by daylight than to
wait until after supper. The roads are bad, the air is raw, and she would
keep me nobody knows how late. I want to go to bed early to-night."
"And that is what you are going to do," said Mrs. Tolbridge.
He looked at her inquiringly. "Harry," said she, "you have been up
nearly all night. You have been working the greater part of this day,
and I do not intend to let you drive three miles to be nearly talked to

death by Racilia Panney. No, you needn't shake your head in that way;
she is not to be neglected. I shall go myself and see what is the matter
with her, and if it is really anything serious, I can then let you know. I
do not believe she would have sent for you at all, if she had not known
the wagon was going to town."
"But, my dear," said the doctor, "you cannot--"
"Yes, I can," interrupted his wife. "I want some fresh air and shall
enjoy the drive, and Buckskin has done nothing for two days. I shall
take the cart, Tom can get up behind, and I can go there in less than
half an hour."
"But if there really is anything the matter--" said the doctor.
"It's just as likely as not," interrupted his wife, "that what she wants is
somebody to talk to, and that a minister or a lawyer or a stranger from
foreign parts would do just as well as you. And now put on your
slippers, push the sofa up to the fire, and take your nap, and I'll go and
see how the case really stands."
The doctor smiled. "I have no more to say," said he. "There are angels
who bless us by coming, and there are angels who bless us by going.
You belong to both classes. But