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
Isn't he a darling, mother? though I fear, it won't do to tell him so,
for he is getting really to think too much of himself. He used to be so
grateful for the least favor shown to him; and thought it such a
privilege to be allowed to kiss my hand. Now he grows more exacting in
his demands; and nobody knows what he'll expect after this.
He heard of the arrival in New York of the packet ship "Eleanor," and
has been watching the mail for my letters.--Cæsar happened to-day to go
to the office before him; but Frank drove rapidly home to have the
pleasure himself of giving them to me. All this Cæsar was delighted to
tell me, while his eyes shone like two stars through a cloud.
The whole family sympathize with me in my joy at hearing from my dear,
sweet home. Even Emily brightened up a little, as I read mother Lenox
part of Bell's letter. She lies quietly in bed, and says she is free
from pain; but she cannot make the least exertion without fainting.
Frank says, she has a slow fever. The cottage is shut up; and Ruth has
come over to aid Phebe while mother and sister are here. I feel very
glad that Emily's sickness occurred here. Mother says, it was all wisely
ordered. I know, she feels relieved at night by this arrangement.
_Tuesday evening._
Frank says, I may write half an hour, to pay for my liberality to him
this morning; and he will sit up and read his papers. This has been an
eventful day to me;--first my letters from home;--then I had a note from
Mr. Benson, informing me, that, situated as he was, (with regard to
Emily I suppose), he could not give proper attention to the duties of
his profession, and that as tutor and companion, he had accepted an
offer made him some months ago, but then declined, of going to Europe
with a young man.
What will Emily say? _I_ shall not be the one to tell her. I read the
letter silently, and then passed it to my husband. He looked very,
_very_ grave, almost stern.
"Cora," he asked after a long pause, "do you think, Emily has trifled
with the affections of this young man? Women seem to have an intuitive
perception on such subjects."
"I think that she loves him far more than she will acknowledge; but I
don't believe, she ever gave much encouragement to his suit. When I have
been present, she has treated him with indifference, almost with
rudeness. Perhaps I ought not to express a mere suspicion; but I have
thought, Emily's conscience troubled her on account of the manner in
which she treated him. From her casual remarks, I fear, she dismissed
him rather haughtily."
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