Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-06-24

Lady, iO send foT the dOctOr!"
Doctor Partridge Is doing her no
good, - says Lady Gwendolen Craufurd
ln tie firm, calm. almost cold way that
Is habltual with her. Il have no faith
IN hlm. / have returned So recently To
England that | know little
doctor AyIelI, my lady, Is the first
physician in London in London in
. terpOSes the nurse. "All the quality
has him."
Lady Gwendolcn has been bending
over her child. Now she raises herself.
and says almost sharply
Whom did you say?''
doctor Avrell, my lady. Shall
send for himf"
''Send for him at once. Doctor Phil
lip AvrellY'
Yes, my lady; you must have heard
Ofhim. He brous ht Lord Candy through
when all the others had given him up {"
Go quickly then and the nurse van
ishes.
Lady Gwendolen presses one jeweled
hand TO her forehead, and SO stands.
Philip Avrell, Philip Avrelll' she
murmurs. Heaven help mel Is it
my fault?''
Once more Philip AvIell sat alone.
The last patient had been gone some
time, and he had tried TO turn to his
writing again.
The door bell rang loudly; but this
time he did not heed it, and he star ted
when Eliot entered.
\ man, sir, who comes from Mr..
t 4 rAlIfuHrN' = wishes llA
seems IN a great hurry"
Doctor Avrell stepped out into the
hall His son has perhaps had 4 re-
lapse" he thought, with some anxiety.
LADY GwendOlens compliments,
Doctor Avrell," said the man, land
could you come at once2 Miss Crau-
furd is very i'll
Doctor Ayrell fell back step from
the glare of the lamp, and a sudden
flush rose to his face, which however
soon died away, leaving it even paler
than usual
"YOu do not come then from GrOs-
venOr streetlr lie said.
mo, sir, from Berkely Square-Lady
GwendOlen Craufurd's house. Miss
Daisy has fever, | think sir. Can you
come, Sir?"
Il will come round in a quarter of an
hour" answered the doctor; and the
man thanked him and went out.
wendolen Craufurdlr murmured
Philip Avrell, locking upwards. WAS
il then a subtle instinct telling me she
was near that leo Inc back again to the
old days: And she Is in troubled His
chIld!' He paused and drew deep
breath, then be whispered very softly,
Her child; let me think of that"
The little child lay tossing and moan
ing, and the mother sat in fearless
agony, nerving herself for the moment
she dreaded 50 terrlbly-the moment
which she had dreaded these fifteen
yea3s past And now il had come 81
last, and she was to meet him once
more at the bedside of her child-Claude
Craufurd's child.
He was noble and gentle; he will not
remember it, a." she murmured over and
over again. "iIe will not reproach Inc
nOw-nOr here. Ahl'' She raised her
head, and the beautiful eyes were fixed
upon the door. That voice, that haun-
ting voice. so sweet, SO lOWl
In here?'' were all the words that
struck on her listening ear; and then
he entered.
lie came round to her side of the bed
She had steeled herself then to calmness
even TO coldness; but she dared not Of
fer her hand-she only let it lie passive
ly for a second in his. Was she not
Gwendolen Craufurd? Then she stood
back and watched him as he bent over
her child.
How long has she been SOP" asked
the physician, turning to her at length.
''She was SO when 1 came in from a
concertr" answed Gwendolen-and her
voice was quite steady. ''She was only
a little feverish when left the house;
but she has bt EN- alling for some days"
Have you had advice for her?"
doctor Partridge mas been attend
ing her: but have no faith in him.
''She is very ILL.,"
But you can save her?" came with
such intense appeal from the mothers
pale lips. "You will save her-yOu
will not let her die? She is all-all
have"
He caught the last words, although
her voice had sunk to whisper, and
they pierced him TO the heart. Too
well he read her story in the despairing
utterance, "She is all | have
''If | can save her, will, Lady
GwendOlen, f." he said gently; 'but she
Is very i'll. She has been allowed to
get too weak, and the oppression on the
chest is very great"
A strange, almost fierce gleam into
Gwendolen's eyes, and her slender fin
gers were tightly locked together.
Il do not say there Is no hope, said
Philip Avrell-''On the contrary think
there is room for hope; but she will
want the very greatest care. nursing
more than anything Shall | send you
a nurse?"
II will nurse her myself" answered
Gwendolen, with quiet steadfast de-
termination in her low tones.
"You?'' The physician looked doubt
full You do not look very strong"
Il am strong. l can do anything; |
can endure to the last, she answered
in the same tone. You need not fear
for her, that shall fail just when am
most wanted. | must nurse her my
self.n She raised her luStrOuS eyes TO
his face for the first time. "Wont
YOU trust me?" she said half timidly.
"You must say Yes L have"-she
paused, and then, her eyes dropping,
seemed to go on without difficulty
have a motive strong enough TO make
me dare anything"
He glanced keenly at her, and an icy
bio haarf
"You shall nurse her, !" he said quiet
ly. sit will be better for her to have
some one she knows about her, Now
attend TO me-"
She listened while he gave his dlrec-
tions-she was the nurse. he the ply
sician.
~ will stay for the present, J" he said,
land give her something which hope
will induce sleep"
You are kind, Doctor Avrell. 1t IS
late; we must not keep you. Mary Is
GOOD girl: she is in the next room.
my personal comfort is nothing,