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A Duel

Chapter 5 A CONVERSATION WITH THE DOCTOR

Word Count: 2499    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

hat old hag told you you had better before I ca

the angry lady accor

st sinister in his attitude, in the way in which, inclining his head a little forward, his arms held close to his sides, he examined her keenly, as if he were some bird of prey, and she an object on which he was doubtful whether or not to pounce. As she

speak to m

tend to my foot; but though I've asked for you again and again you've ne

. Nannie has done all for

t doubt

hat do you

ept me a

ot your foot had something to do with your conf

be out and about before the day's over, and whe

husb

nd! Are y

robbed me of my hearing. But to whom do

ed her to clench her fists, tighten her lips and descend to vulgarity--

e wrong if you do, you may take it from me. Is my husband, Cuthbert Grahame, dead? I'v

bert Grahame

arry me the other night in fr

ficate or any wri

certificate! Look here, old man, don't you try to play any fool-tricks with

to which, before you answer it, I would suggest that you should give a litt

so it's no use talking, and that's enough

which I am gradually approaching.

droppe

t d

t d

u told

owever, remember that I made an express reservation

g will h

e, within your knowledge, failed as a p

he d

present moment, to the best of my

ush. You can at least say if

dam, that he may ou

cheated me! You have got me

d as to observe that I have just now offered you something which was intended

if I wanted to be his wife.

on, it might not have been easy to establish. Nannie and I can hold our tongues--that I beg y

rather be

n which I should care t

was he s

void any will which a man may have previously made; under the circumstances that seemed to be the easiest and the shortest way out of it. As

ar recovere

long, thin hand to stroke his bristly chin. Moving a few steps, he lean

cannot move hand or foot of his own volition, or crook a finger. Again, straying into the paths of prophecy, I dare assert that he never will be able to. He has his senses--after a fashion; he is sane--also after a fashion. That is, he is legally capable o

is not

m, he is

ikely

eople death takes at the first call; some have to be called again and again; some seem to go beyond the portal and yet return. Cuthbert Grahame is one of them. He'll not go till death is very much

as a little beyond her comprehension, a something which was almost sympathet

ng I'll be able to get about again as usual. I want to very much;

uested, then pron

o reason why you should not get up, though it may be some

'll get out of

o you propose to d

to see my

husb

I? Why

is your wish that you

the good of pretending that I'm not? I a

, haven't you

ou mean by

ear? no one to whom you are in any sense responsible for your actions;

in thi

mence, observing her

can. I would, therefore, beg you earnestly to let the first thing you do be this: If you have--we will say an acquaintance--on whose judgment you can rely, write to hi

s no suc

cessarily, so inexperienced, that you should be so entirely a

had enough of your adv

ase? I am unconscious of ha

d me to mar

vised

married him he'd be dead inside two hours, then I'd be richer by twenty thousand pounds. This is what comes of acting o

sincere advice. You have been subjected to some slight inconveni

ld thin

re you it is not a pleasant one to live in; accept a reasonable sum b

call a reas

hundred

game of your own on. I don't know what it is, but I soon will. If you offer me a hundred pounds to go, I'm dead sure it'll be worth a good deal more than that to me to stay--and I'm going to stay! This is my house; I'm the mistr

comfort in the feel of the bristles, t

r scrap of advice!--postpone your first call on your

he did get out of bed it was agony to hop even as far as the couch. Three more days passed before she was able t

sition in which she stood--possessed her like a consuming fever. Nothing could be got out of Nannie; she was impervious to questions of every sort and kind. Arguments, coaxing, threats, alike were unavailing. The old woman could scarcely have been more taciturn had she taken on herse

which she promised herself she would pour forth upon their heads at the earliest po

a voyage of exploration. Hobbling to the door, she opened it as quietly as possible, then stood and listened She could hear Nannie moving about downstairs. Then she moved towards the door which was on the opposite side of the landing. Had she had a stick on which to lean her progress might have been quicker.

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