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
Aunt came up and sat down on the foot of the bed. After Frank had
assured her that all the danger had passed, and that, with the exception
of being weak, he was as well as ever, she began to say something of
Fidelia. I had taken my breakfast late, and had not seen her since we
parted at the dinner table yesterday. Now I thought I recognized her
step in the entry, and looked with dread at the door. Aunt perceived my
agitation and asked me what was the matter.
"I can't see Fidelia," I almost screamed, as I heard the latch move.
Aunt stepped to the door and locked it, while Frank said, "There is more
in this than I thought. There must have been some underhand work here."
He stopped suddenly at a quick look from aunt.
"You will probably not see her again," she said gravely, "she has
returned home."
"Would to God, she had never left it!" murmured Frank.
"When did she go?" I asked joyfully.
"About an hour since," was her reply. It was hard for me to conceal my
joy at her unexpected departure.
About noon Frank arose and went below. Uncle and Joseph were very glad
to see him; and when my husband sat down by me and put his arm about me,
uncle said, "that is as husband and wife should be." He was obliged to
get up and go to the window to wipe his glasses, before he could go on
with his reading.
Joseph did not let the Doctor off quite so easily. "Cousin Frank," said
he familiarly, "I've found out that if I don't want to be jealous of my
wife, I must be so attentive to her as to exclude all others. Now if you
had appeared like that all the time, why you see"--he hesitated--"I
should have lost all the fun."
We all laughed at his comical manner, though I saw that Frank felt it
keenly. "We'll talk of that by and by," he said gravely.
"Excuse me," resumed Joseph, "I really didn't mean anything, 'twas only
a foolish way I have of turning everything into a joke."
"Yes, my son, you're very foolish," said aunt's voice; but her eyes
told a different story as she looked over her glasses with the most
tender affection upon her only child.
"By the way," continued the young man, coming and occupying a seat on
the sofa near me, "have you plead my cause yet, Cora?"
"What cause?"
"Why in regard to the fair hand of your daughter Pauline." He then
begged the Doctor's consent, saying, "if it will make any essential
difference in the case, I will get on my knees before you; but if you
could excuse it, as my pants are new, I shall be under the greater
obligation."
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