The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1895-07-20
CHAPTER vll.-nocronlSe run DOCTOR.

VII.-noCToRING THE DOCTOR.
Asking for Miss Henley at the doctors
door, Hugh was informe that she had
gone out, with her invalid maid, for u
walk. She had left word, if Mr.. Mount.
joy called in her absence, to beg that he
would kindly wait fur her return.
On his way up to the driwing-room,
Mountjoy heard Mrs. Vimpany's sonorous
voice occupied, MS he supposed, i'll reading
aloud. The door being opened for him.
room with IL book in her hand; grandly
declaiminS without anybody to applaud
her. After what Hugh had already heard.
he could only conclude that "reminiscences
of her theatrical career had tempted the
| solitary actress to make a private appear.
ance. for her own pleasure, in one of those
tragic characters to which her husband
had alluded. She recovered her sclf-po
session on Mountjoy's appearance. with
the ease of Il mistress of her art. Pardon
me-" she said, holding up her book with
one hand, and tapping it indicatiyely with
the other; "Shakspeare carries me out OF
myself. A spark of the poets fire burns
in the poets humble servant. May ]
hope hat | ave made myself uudcrstood;
You look AS if you had a tellow-feelins fol
me-"
Mountjoy did his best to FIJI the sympa,
thetic part assigned to him, and only sue,
ceedcd in showing what II bad actor he
would have been. if be had gone ON the
stage. Under the sed,tive influence thus
administered, Mrs; Nimpany put away hcI
book, and descended at once from the
highest poetry to the lowest prose.
Let us return to domestic events" she
said, indulgently. Have the people ut the
inn given o a good dinntr?'
1.-The people did their best" Mountioy
answered, ~cautiouslr.
Has my husband returned with yous'
Mrs. Vimpany went on.
Mountjoy began to regret that ,.e had
not waited for Iris in The street. He was
obliged to acknowledge that The doctor
had not returned with him..
Where is Mr.. Nimpuuy?"
AT the inn"
"What is he doing Thereof
Mountjoy hcsitated. Mrs. Vimpany rose
again into the regions of tragic poetry.
She stepped up to him, us if he had been
Macbeth and She was ready to use the
dagger.
81 understand but too we'll" she de
clarcd in terrible tones. My wrctcled
husbands vices are known to me. Mr..
Vimpany is intoxicated"
Hugh tried to maxi the best of it. "Only
asleep" he said. Mrs. Nimpauy looked at
him once more. This time il WAS Queen
Catherine looking at Cardinal Wuisey.
She bowed with lofty courtesy, and opened
the door. 81 have occasion, y she said, etc
go OUT and made an exit.
Five minutes later, Mountjoy STANDING
Ut tlc NltluON. IIilIatltIllN On INV Ntlci
for the return of 1ris) saw Mrs. Niinpnuy
III the street. She entered II chem ST.
shop. on the opposite side of the way, and
ame out AGAIN with Il bottle in her hand,
1t was enclosed in the customary medical
wrapping. of white paper. Majestically
she passed out of sight. III Hugh had fol,
lowed her, he would have traced the doc
tors wife to the door Of the inn.
The unemployed waiter was on the
house-steps looking about him-with moth
ing to see. He made his bow TO Mrs.
Vimpany, and informed her that the land.
you will do us WELL" was the reply
us Mr., Nimpany hereS'
The waiter smiled. and led the way
through the passage 10 the foot of the
stairs. you eau hear him, ma'am." 1t
was quite true: Mr.. Nimpany's snoring
answered for Mr.. Nimpany. His wife as.
cended the first two or three stairs, and
1pped to speak again to the waiter. She
asked what the two gentlemen had taken
to drink with theil dinner. They had tax.
Ell "the French Wine"
And nothing clsef"
The waiter venturcd on a little Joke.
"Nothing else" he said, and more thar
enough of il, too"
:. mot more than enough. | suppose. for
the good of the house" Mrs. Nimpauy re.
marked.
81 beg your pardon, ma'am; the claret
the two gentlemen drank is not charged
for in the BILL"
What do yon mean?"
The waiter explained that Mr.. Mountjoy
had purchased the whole stock of the wine.
Suspicion, as well as surprise, appeared in
, Mrs. Nimpany's face, She had hitherto
, thought it likely that Miss Henley's gen.
tlemanlike friend might be secretly in love
with the young lady. Her doubts of him
now, took wider range Of distrust. Sh,
went OIL up the stairs by herself, ant
banged the door of the private room rs tn,
/ easiest means of waking the sleeping man
| To the utmost noise that she could max,
i in this way, he was perfectly impenetrn
, BILE. For n while she waited, looking al
: him across the table with unutterable con