Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Benton County, Or.) 1900-1909, 1901-09-17
CHAPTER VII.

1 was neither in good spirits nor in
good temper during the next few days.
My mother ard Julia appeared astonish-
ed at this, for was not ordinarily as
touchy and fraeti9us as showed myself
Immediately after my sojourn in Sark.
l was ashamed pf it myself. The new
house, which occ upied their time and
thoughts so agree eably, worried me as
1t had not done before. 1 made every
possible excuse not to be sent to 1t, or
taken to it, several times a day.
It was positively necessary that /
should run over to- Sark this week. had
given my word tp Miss Olivier that l
would do so-but l dared not mention
such project at home. My mother and
Julia would be up in arms at the first
syllable 1 uttered:
What If l could do two patients good
at one stroke-kihl two birds with one
stone? Captain Carey had pretty little
yacht lying idle in st. Sampson's har-
bor, and days cruising would do him
all the good in the world. Why should
he not carry me over to Sark, when
could visit nay other patient, and nobody
be made miserable by the trip?
Il will make you up some Of your old
medicine" 1 said, "but l strongly rec
ommend you to have a day out on the
water; seven or eight hours at any rate.
If the weather keeps as fine as it is now,
1t will do you world of good"
ut is so dreary aione," he objected.
''If could manage it." 1 said, delib-
Grating Il should be glad to have day
with you"
"Ah! if you could do that" he replied
eagerly:
''I'll see about it, l said "Should you
mind where you sailed to?'
Not at all, not at all, my boy, he
answered, so that I get your company.
You shall bel skipper or helmsman, or
both, if you Like"
Well, then, l replied, ''you might take
me over to. the Havre Gosselin, to see
how my patients broken arm is going on
It's bore there being no resident med
!cal man there at this moment"
The run over was all that we could
wish. The eockle-shell of a boat be.
longing to the yacht bore me to the foot
of the ladder hanging down the rock al
HaYre Gossein. A very few minutes
took me to the top Of the cliff, and there
lay the little atehed nest-like home Of
my patient. | hhstened forward eagerly
All was silent as l crossed the stony
causeway of the yard. Not face looked
out from door or window. Mam'zelle's
easement stood a little way open, and
the breeze played with the curtains, fut
tering them like banners in a procession
! dared not try to look in. The house
door was ajar, and l approached it eau
tiously. THANK heavenr' 1 cried within
myself as 1 gazed eagerly into the cot
tage.
She was lying there upon the fern-bed
half asleep, her head fallen back upor
the pillow, and the book she had beer
reading dropped from her hand. Tht
whole interior Of the cottage formed
picture. The old furniture of oak, thu
neutral tints of the wall and ceiling, ant
the deep tone of her green dress threw
out into strong relief the graceful shin
ing head and pale face.
l suppose she became subtly conscious
as women always are, that somebody
eyes were fixed upon her, for she awok,
fully and looked up as l fingered on th
door sill.
"0h, DR.. Martini she cried, 81 am s.
gladp'
II am come to see how my work is go
ing on" I said. "How is the arm, frs
of allY
almost wished that mother Renouf o
Suzanne Tardif had been at hand. Blu
Miss Olivier seemed perfectly composed
as much so as a child. She looked lik
ones with her cropped head of hair, an
frank, open face. My own momentar.
embarrassment passed away. The arr
was going on all right, and SO was moth
or Renouf's charge, the sprained ankle.