The doctor had weakened sadly, and could hardly lift his head, but his
face lit up at the sight of his visitor, and the big hand, which was
now quite refined in its whiteness, came out from the bed-clothes with
the old warm grip.
"Come in by, man, and sit doon; it's an awfu' day tae bring ye sae
far, but a' kent ye wudna grudge the traivel.
"A' wesna sure till last nicht, an' then a' felt it wudna be lang,
an' a' took a wearyin' this mornin' tae see ye.
"We've been freends sin' we were laddies at the auld schule in the
firs, an' a' wud like ye tae be wi' me at the end. Ye 'ill stay the
nicht, Paitrick, for auld lang syne."
Drumsheugh was much shaken, and the sound of the Christian name,
which he had not heard since his mother's death, gave him a "grue"
(shiver), as if one had spoken from the other world.
"It's maist awfu' tae hear ye speakin' aboot deein', Weelum; a'
canna bear it. We 'ill hae the Muirtown doctor up, an' ye 'ill be
aboot again in nae time.
"Ye hevna ony sair tribble; ye're juist trachled wi' hard wark an'
needin' a rest. Dinna say ye're gaein' tae leave us, Weelum; we
canna dae withoot ye in Drumtochty;" and Drumsheugh looked wistfully
for some word of hope.
"Na, na, Paitrick, naethin' can be dune, an' it's ower late tae send
for ony doctor. There's a knock that canna be mista'en, an' a' heard
it last night. A've focht deith for ither fouk mair than forty year,
but ma ain time hes come at laist.
"A've nae tribble worth mentionin'--a bit titch o' bronchitis--an'
a've hed a graund constitution; but a'm fair worn oot, Paitrick;
that's ma complaint, an' its past curin'."
Drumsheugh went over to the fireplace, and for a while did nothing
but break up the smouldering peats, whose smoke powerfully affected
his nose and eyes.
"When ye're ready, Paitrick, there's twa or three little trokes a'
wud like ye tae look aifter, an' a'll tell ye aboot them as lang's
ma head's clear.
"A' didna keep buiks, as ye ken, for a' aye hed a guid memory, so
naebody 'ill be harried for money aifter ma deith, and ye 'ill hae
nae accoonts tae collect.
"But the fouk are honest in Drumtochty, and they 'ill be offerin' ye
siller, an' a'll gie ye ma mind aboot it. Gin it be a puir body,
tell her tae keep it and get a bit plaidie wi' the money, and she
'ill maybe think o' her auld doctor at a time. Gin it be a bien
(well-to-do) man, tak half of what he offers, for a Drumtochty man
wud scorn to be mean in sic circumstances; and if onybody needs a
doctor an' canna pay for him, see he's no left tae dee when a'm oot
o' the road."
"Nae fear o' that as lang as a'm living Weelum; that hundred's still
tae the fore, ye ken, an' a'll tak care it's weel spent.
"Yon wes the best job we ever did thegither, an' dookin' Saunders;
ye 'ill no forget that nicht, Weelum"--a gleam came into the
doctor's eyes--"tae say naethin' o' the Highlan' fling."
The remembrance of that great victory came upon Drumsheugh, and
tried his fortitude.
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