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when he saw who was the



been talking, only then, of sending him off for the other doctor, Mr. Grey," he and Mr. Carlton with a haughty throw-back of his own head as he heard it, 1

ne what curious to say, this irritation on the part of his patient tended to render him irritable, stepped up-stairs to the captain's




" Did Ugh grunted the captain. you your father dead?"

"No. I am glad to say I found him a trifle better than he had been when they "



But his life, I think, telegraphed for me. The obligation to cannot be much prolonged. attend his summons promptly; to see him, if before death, lay urgently upon me, Captain Chesney for he and I had been at variance," continued Mr. Carlton, vouchsafing a piece of confidence into which he was rarely possible,

The captain was in bed. Mr. Carlton had ju>t brought him through one of his worst attacks of gout, and he was really progressing


towards convalescence as fast as he possibly could. There was no need whatever for Mr. Carlton or any other doctor to visit him but it was always during the period of recovery

It was nothing to Captain Chesney. His medical attendant was his medical attendant, and nothing else none less likely than the haughty old man to make of him even a

that Captain Chesney was most impatient and He was a short man, as are most irritable.

temporary friend.

with a pair of brilliant brown eyes, overhanging grey eyebrows, and grey hair. The daughter who was sitting with him, Laura Chesney, and wdioni he despatched from the room when he heard the step of the surgeon, had just such eyes, as brilliant and sailors,

as beautiful.

facing Captain Chesney, and waiting until that gentleman's explosive anger should be over, before he proceeded to question fire,

his patient professionally.

  • ' I could not help

myself, Captain Chesney," he quietly said when there was a lull in the storm; and it may be remarked that in the

presence of the captain, Mr. Carlton retained his own personal suavity unruffled, however

  • I provoking the captain's tongue might be. received a telegraphic message from '




to go to town without a I wished to see him alive.

delay if note I sent to you explained this."




moment's The hasty

might have died!" growled the



make them,


you for me." you not come in to-night I should



them myself," retorted the


capons to suppose I am to pain with no doctor to come


Captain like

Chesney, I feel sure the what it has been. Have

lay?" have not been up. p,^

added the

I don't

up to-morrow,

Q be all the better for it/' said (othingly.

without reference

captain in a hard tone.

"Ah," said Mr. Carlton. "But I meant You don't know wdth regard to happiness. what my childhood and youth were wanting my mother. Had she lived, it would have been so different."

"Is your father a poor man?" asked the captain, taking a momentary interest in the




dear no.



a rich one.

Mr. Carlton suddenly "am phasis on the words


laid pointed emhis only son, his

only child."


think that physic ought to be changed." recalled Mr. Carlton to the He stood up, reached the medicine present.

by Captain Chesney, and was the composed professional attendant again. very few minutes, and the visit ceased. As Mr. Carlton left the chamber, the captain caught hold of the silken ribbon tied to his bedstead, that commimicated with the bell the


and rang a peal loud enough to awaken the seven sleepers. It was for Pompey to show the doctor out; and Pompey generally was favoured with this sort of peal. Mr. Carlton closed the bed-room door, stepped along the corridor, and met a girl, young and beautiful, who appeared at the door rope,

of another room.


Irritable captain. i


and mother," returned the

bottle pointed to

rdon me, sir. Far from dying, 1 knew you were not in the least danger. Had you ever so slight a degree, I should >ted one of the Messrs. Grey to



The remark



"He has not been a good father to me," resumed the surgeon, looking dreamily into the fire.

"Anything but that. And I lost my But for that mother when I was an infant. loss I might be different from what I am."

"Men in this life are mostly what their to

Mr. Carlton took his seat between the bed

and the

was Laura Chesney, and


her Luminous dark eyes were raised to Mr, Carlton aa he took her hand, and then were dropped behind the dark lashes which closed

on her hot cheek.


hot cheek thon

a cheek like a burning