Cora and The Doctor; or, Revelations of A Physician's WifeLeslie, Madeline
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Cora and The Doctor; or, Revelations of A Physician's Wife
Leslie, Madeline
Physicians -- Fiction
"Yes, dear," she answered quietly, "you have removed a great load of
guilt from my soul, and I shall, I must feel happier."
After a pause, I whispered, "you will not object to meet Mr. Benson
now."
She started to her feet with such a world of meaning in her tone as she
said, "Cora!"
"I mean," said I, hesitating, "he is to be our neighbor again; and it
would be so much pleasanter, and better every way, to be on terms of
friendship with him."
She looked so proudly as she stood before me, and said, "that is hardly
possible; certainly not at all probable. He would not wish it."
"Oh, I am sure he would!" I exclaimed eagerly. "I have seen him, and he
says he is just the same man; that his tastes are not changed."
Oh! what a beautiful rosy blush spread all over her cheeks and brow; a
bright light danced for one moment in her eye, and leading me to the
door, she said in a low tone, "you have made me very happy. Please go
and tell mother. I must be alone." She put her hand to her heart to
still the new and strange feeling of hope that was springing up there.
CHAPTER XXVII.
"The first fresh love
Dies never wholly; it lives on through pain
And disappointment; often when the heart
Is crushed, and all its sympathies pressed out,
This lingers, and awakens, and shines bright." PERCIVAL.
_Friday, August 7th._
The visit of welcome passed off delightfully. The guests assembled in a
spacious hall which was tastefully decorated for the occasion. The
tables were loaded with fruits and flowers, intermingled with
substantial viands for such as preferred them. It was Emily's desire
that mother should accompany us; and we entered early to witness the
reception of the pastor. Mr. Benson had requested that there should be
as little formality as possible. The services opened by an appropriate
original hymn. By whom do you think it was written? By Mrs. Anna
Reynolds, who was a native of Waverley. Mr. Munroe invoked a blessing,
and then all went forward to shake hands with their beloved pastor, and
express their joy at his return.
After allowing his own people their first claim to his notice, Frank
walked up with mother and myself. A great crowd had pressed around the
traveller, but when the Doctor's tall form approached, he darted
forward, eager to express his welcome to us; not, however, without a
quick glance behind us, as if missing an absent member of our family.
"We have come," replied the Doctor, "to welcome _you_, though I think my
wife has already had that pleasure."
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