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
"Oh!" she replied with a mysterious air, "aunt Lenox--peculiar
reasons."--She suddenly started on hearing a step; and whispering, "not
a word of all this, my dear," hastily left me.
I don't think I could have endured it a moment longer. I never felt so
thoroughly "worked up," as the Yankees say; and for five minutes I would
have given every thing I possessed, could I have been safely at home
under my own dear mother's roof. When Frank came up, I could only feign
sleep in order to conceal my new and strange emotions of distrust and
jealousy, Fidelia had awakened in my mind. I forced myself to be quiet
until Frank was asleep, when I could contain myself no longer. With my
face buried in the pillow to stifle my sobs, I wept until I could weep
no longer. I lay awake all night, revolving the dreadful deception which
I fancied had been practised upon me. I could well understand, I
thought, why mother Lenox had never even mentioned Fidelia's name in my
presence. Nor could I account for the fact that Frank had not, except
upon the supposition that what she had told me was true. Indeed the
truth of her story I did not for a moment doubt.
_Tuesday, October 20th._
When I awoke the next morning, which I did from a troubled nap after
day-break, I could not at first remember what had happened, such a heavy
weight was upon my spirits. If any one had told me then, that I was not
the most unhappy person in the world, I should have considered them very
unkind.
Frank actually started when I tried to rise, and would have persuaded me
to lie down again; but I was determined to do as I chose, and persisted
until a sudden fit of faintness compelled me to return to my bed. I felt
so severely the effects of my night's excitement, that I began to be
really anxious about the result. If Frank spoke to me, I averted my
head. I could not endure to meet his eye; and when he kindly went below
and brought a cup of coffee to the bed, I refused to take it. I could
only sob and say, "I want to go home. I must see my own mother."
The Doctor was now seriously alarmed, and went for aunt. With true
motherly kindness, she administered to me, persuaded me to drink the
coffee and eat a slice of dry toast. She then smoothed my pillow,
darkened the room and left me, after a promise that I would at least try
to sleep. She left a small bell upon the table, and said, "no one shall
come in until you ring."
To my surprise, when I awoke, the sun was shining high in the heavens;
and on my consulting my watch, I found it was near noon. I arose quietly
and dressed, and not a little astonished the company sitting in the
parlor below, by my sudden entrance. It made me feel no better,
however, to perceive, as I did at a glance, that my husband and his
cousin occupied seats near each other on the sofa, as on the previous
evening. But the Doctor was busily engaged in reading, and did not
perceive me until I had advanced to the middle of the room.
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