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
believed to be the very soul of honor and--But I cannot go on. I have
been thus particular to show you that I was the only mover in these
arrangements for her comfort during my absence; and that she unwillingly
agreed to them solely out of her affection for me; often repeating, that
in the society of her parents, and with the affection and nurture of her
beautiful boy, she should endeavor to pass away the time, and count the
months when I should return to her arms.
"Passing over the frantic grief of my loved Imogen from whom I was
obliged forcibly to tear myself away, I went mechanically on board the
vessel which I regarded with horror as the one that was to bear me far
from all I loved; nay, idolized. Mortimer accompanied me, and I was
startled from my brief unconsciousness and unconcern of what was
passing, by his approaching to take leave.
"Drawing him passionately to a retired part of the vessel, I there
extracted from my friend a promise that after accompanying her to her
parental home, he would under all circumstances watch over her with the
affection of a brother; that he would never cease his efforts for her
happiness or prosperity. All this, he solemnly promised out of regard to
our early and long tried friendship. Afterwards I let him go.
"During the ensuing year, I received letters from home announcing the
birth of a little daughter; and also the sudden death of my wife's
father, which latter event was quickly followed by the decease of her
mother.
"Imogen was now alone, and Mortimer, though still an invalid, prompted
by his desire to fulfil his promise to me, spent much of his time in her
blissful society, having his rooms at the hotel, which was near her
residence. It was his delightful privilege to watch the unfolding of our
two precious buds of promise, to administer consolation to his sorrowing
charge in her successive bereavements. Alas! _alas!_ while soothing her
grief, a pang entered his own soul. He suddenly awakened to the fact
that he loved one, whose innocent purity of thought and action were at
every meeting more and more apparent. He loathed himself for his perfidy
to the brother of his early affections; that he had thus returned the
generous confidence which had confided to him in perfect trust, the wife
of his youth, the chosen companion of his heart.
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