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The Green Mouse

Chapter 7 IN WRONG

Word Count: 2342    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

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g sun; brilliantly dressed children, with sleds, romped and played over the dazzling expanse. Overhead the characteristic deep blue arch of a New York sky spread untroubled by a cloud. Her family--that is, her father, brot

ght Sacharissa to herself, "as it is

oncerning the psychical experiment upon herself. That is to say, she had not exactly dismissed it, she used no conscious effor

d herself repeating aloud: "I don't want to go, I don't want to go. It's st

lassical reconciliation in a distant section of

sh she were not going to Tuxedo. There are so

cape men anyw

d undesirable ones at Tuxedo this week. That idle, horrid, cynical crowd

make her st

ants t

er sister if you can't mak

isterous winter sports appeal to her. Besides, how can

as laying down the law to the triplets--three very attractive young girls, dressed precisely alike, who said

Cedarhurst--Jericho-- Meadowbrook set are going to be in evidence at this housewarming, and I caution you now against paying anything but the slightest, most superficial and mo

, pa

ngle eyeglass in token of dism

illa, and Sybilla, get your furs on. Don't take the elevator. Go down by the stairs, and

s. In solemn assemblage the family expedition filed past the elevator, desc

utside; valets, butlers, second-

sa?" demanded Mr.

r, strolling calmly into the hall, h

your hat and furs on?

t going, dad,"

eyed her in

n a mellow bellow. "Yes, you are!

ad," she said listlessl

usly. "Don't you feel well? You look w

fect

e down. Send your maid for some doctors--all kinds of doctors--and have them f

well

o do anything. Ferdinand," to the man at the door, "have it fi

well

ard, and closed the rear with his own impressive person. The iron gates clanged, the door of the opera bus snapped, and Sacharissa stro

nately flushed and pallid. Her heart, too, was acting in an unusual m

too many chocolates." She looked into the large

ending to go for a brisk walk, but the weight of the furs seemed to dist

lying there, feet crossed, arms stretche

ill, Mi

aid Sac

rmed glance at her m

see Dr. Bli

N

id hes

Carr said you was t

. "And please hand me those chocola

, miss?" in

ver been known to

on the telephone; but that eminent practitioner was out. Then she found in succession the of

ross streets, plenty of doctors between the Seventies and Eighties. She found one without d

eet, started for it regardless of snowdrifts, and at the same moment the doctor's front door opened and a you

and arrived at his si

moment, if you please, sir! Mi

the young m

es to see you--

s Ca

Sachar

hari

sir--s

know any Miss

stand th

ng woman, do yo

oesn't make any diff

shes to

yes,

ain." He looked hard at the maid

sure you're not mis

sir,

a Carr desires to see me?

s, sir-

does sh

ght and a half F

three minutes

-ye

on,

r narrow apron flickering in the wind. Wayfarers stopped to watch their pace--a pace which b

hich way? I'm in a hurry, remember!"

evator is quicker!" gasped the

fling off hat and jacket before entering; something went fizz-

aid, "it's running a

, was running away, upward, slowly at first. Its

, sir! Quick!" cried the

young man, groping nervously in

!" went

g to fall!" screamed the

for a few steps, then distracte

ou hur

ted voice from some

ants, maids sped upstairs, flunkeys s

f this?" demanded the voice in th

poked his head into

p, sir, mig

devil d

u see not

e a landing an

exclaimed the butler, and there

ll, young girl who came leisurely al

out?" she asked. "Has the

d the shaft she saw the gilded car--part of it--and hal

octor!" wai

. Blimmer!" sa

s a perfectly

r," observed the

ssa dre

d her. She saw me coming down the steps of a physician's house-

ed the maid, and covered

calmly, "is to send for the nearest

"I shall miss my train. Can't somebody bre

s Carr, "can you b

only "'ammer in the 'ouse," according to Sparks, who pounde

n the 'ead, sir?"

d the young man,

the gentleman. The gentleman stan

hat all plumbers, locksmiths, and similar indispensable and free-born artisans had closed shop at

l after New Year's," said Sacharissa. "He s

stood in a

told you to have that elevator

at the grille and ran

stonished that you permitted this

ght he was a doctor." The

shaft, "an utter impossibility for me t

lly sorry," s

e an ax in

mournfull

the furn

e; puffing servants applied it as a lever, as a batteri

e of that!" shouted th

about her, hands

man, wearily. "If I've got to sta

and seated herself a few feet from the grille. She could see hal

llow, cheek tied up in his handkerchief, where

itch-hazel," said

te a telegram

them and a pencil down to him throu

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