The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-12-10

give up work for year, and to spend the
winter abroad, had been fulmina ted forth
upon him in the manner described by
Dora, as means Of rousiug him from the
lethargy into which he was falling After
DR.. Roland had refused to permis of his
speedy return 10 the museum, he had be-
come Indifferent to everything except the
expenses, concerning which he was now
on theamOst jealous watch, declining to
taste the danties that were brought to
him. Il cannot afford it." was his con-
slant cry. He had ceased to desire to
get up, to dress. TO read, which in prep
aration, as he hoped. for going out
again, he had been first so eager to do.
Then the doctor had delivered his full
brOadside. You may think what you
like of me.
Mannering; of course it's in your power
to defy me and die. You can II you like,
and nobody can stop YOU, but if you
care for anything in this wOrld-fOr that
child who has 10 protector but youn-
here the doctor made Il pause full Of force
and fixed the patient with his eyes-''yOU
will dismiss all other considerations, and
make up your mind 20 do what will make
you well again, without any nonsense.
You must do it, and nothing less will do.
Tell the beggar around the corner to
20 10 Italy for the winter" said the inya-
lid; hell manage it better than 1. A
man can beg anywhere; he carries his
profession about with him. That's l sup
pose, what you mean me to do"
Il don't care what you do" cried DR..
Roland, las long as you do what l say"
MIR. Mannering was so indignant, so
angry, so reused and excited. that he
walked into his sitting room that after
noon breathing fire and flame. Il shall
return TO the museum next week" he
said. Let them do what they please,
Dora Italyl And what better is Italy
than England, l should like to know A
blazing hot, deadly cold, impudently beau
tiful country. No repose in it, always in
extremes, like a scene in a theater, or else
like chill desOlatiOE, misery, and death.
I'll not hear word of Italy. The south
of France is worse; all the exaggerations
of the other, and a volcano underneath.
He may rave till he burst, will not 20.
The museum is the place for me-or the
grave, which might be better still"
"Would you take me there with you,
father}n said Dora.
Child" He said this word in such
tone that no capitals in the world could
give any idea Of it; and then that brought
him to a pause, and increased the force of
of the hot stimulant that already was
working in his veins. But we have no
money! he cried ,--'no money-no money!
Do you understand that} l have been
fool. l have been going. on spending
everything / had. / never expected a long
illness, doctors and nurses, and all those
idiotic luxuries. l can eat a chop--dO you
hear, Dora IA chop, the cheapest you can
get. l can live on dry bread. But get
into debt viii nOt-not for YOU all your
doctors. There's that Fiddler and his
odious bOOk-three pounds ten-what fOr2
For piece of vanity, to say | had the
1890 edition, not even to say it, for who
cares except some of the men at the mu-
seum2 What does Roland understand
about the 1890 edition3 He probably
thinks the latest edition is always the
best. And Ia confounded fOol-throw-
ing away my mOney-your money, my
poor child for I can't ke you with me,
Dora, as you say. God tOrbid-God for
bid"
well, father" said Dora, who had
gone through many questions with her
self since the conversation in Miss
Bethune'f room, "suppose we were to try
and think how it is to be done. No doubt.
as he is the doctor, however we rebel, he
will make US do it at the last"
How can he make us do it, He can
not put money in my pocket, he cannot
coin money. however much he would like
it; and if he could, l suppose he would
keep it for himself"
Il am not so sure Of that, father"
II am sure Of this, that he ought to, if
he is not fool. Every man ought TO who
has a spark of sense in him. l have not
done it, and you see what happens Ro-
land may be a great idiot, but not so
great an idiot as I.
'Oh, father, what is the use of talking
like this. Let US try and think how we
are to do it" Dora cried.
His renewed cutlery that he could not
do 1t, that 1t was not thing TO be
thought OF for moment, was stopped by
a knock at the door, at which. when
Dora, after vainly bidding the unknown
applicant come in, opened it, there APP
peared an old gentleman, utterly un-
known to both and whose appearance
was extremely disturbing to the invalid
newly issued from his sick room, and the
girl who still felt herself his nurse and
protector.
Il hope do not come at bad moment"
the stranger said. Il took the opDortu-
nifty of an open door to come straight up
without having myself announced. l
trust may be pardoned for the liberty.
Mr.. Mannering, you do not recollect me,
but have seen you before. l am MIR.
Templar, of Gray's Inn. l have some
thing OF Importance TO say to you, which
will, l trust, excuse my intrusion"
oh" cried Dora, Il am sure you can
not know that my father has been very
i'll, He is out of his room for the first
time to-day"
The old gentleman said that he was very
sorry, and then that he was very glad
That means in fair way of recov. cry
he said. Il don't know" he added adj
dressing MannerinP, who was bordering
over him with a somewhat sombre coun-
tenance, whether l may speak to you
about my business, Mr.. Mannering, at
such an early date, but l am almost
forced to do so by my orders, and whether
you would rather hear my commission in
presence of this young lady or notH
where is it we have metz" Mannering
said, with a more and more gloomy look
Il will tell YOU afterwards, if you will
hear me in the first place l come TO an
nounce to YOU, Mir, Mannering. the death
of client of mine, who has left very
considerable fortune TO your daughter,
Dora Mannerlng-thi young lady. |
presume-and with it prayer that the
young lady, to whom she leaves every
thing, may be permitted to--may, with
your consent"
Oh" cried Dora, ~ know It is the
poor lady from South America}" And
then she became silent and grew red.
Father, have hid something from
you she said, faltering. L have seen a
lady, forgive me, who was your enemy.
l. L