Delaware; or, The Ruined Family. Vol. 3James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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Delaware; or, The Ruined Family. Vol. 3
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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Summoning the waiter once more, he ordered breakfast, and a place to
be secured for him in the London coach. All was done according to his
desire, with prompt activity; and by a quarter after ten, Henry
Beauchamp was on his way to London, in the inside of a hot
stage-coach, crammed full of humanity; while his own feelings
consisted of a compound of intense mental anxiety, and all those
horrible corporeal sensations which precede a violent attack of fever.
His hands and his head burned like living coals; his feet were as cold
as ice, and a faint sort of chilly shiverings thrilled over all his
frame, alternating with a degree of heat that became sometimes
intolerable.
He endured all this, with firm determination, for six mortal hours;
but at length he found that nature would bear no more, and that he
must stop. At Hartford Bridge, then, where his name and station in
society were well known, from his having often spent a night in that
most pleasant of all country inns--the White Lion--he desired the
coachman to put him down, and entered the house. His appearance was so
altered, that the old waiter did not recognize him for a moment; but
the moment that he did so, he declared, upon his word then, that Major
Beauchamp must be ill, in which assertion Beauchamp found strong
reason within his own bosom to coincide.
The result therefore was, that, before the sixth day after he had been
carried from Emberton was completely over, Henry Beauchamp was in bed,
with an apothecary gently compressing his wrist on one side, and a
waiter holding the candle on the other. After innumerable questions,
to all of which the young gentleman answered like a lamb--which showed
how ill he was--the apothecary declared him in a state of fever, and
bled him considerably. By this depletion, he certainly felt relieved
for the time, and the next morning was not at all worse than he had
been the day before. Nevertheless, he was troubled with no inclination
to rise; and the landlord asked anxiously of the man of medicine
whether he conceived his patient to be in any danger, as he was aware
that the gentleman had relations of high rank in London, whom he might
wish to write to, if he knew himself in precarious circumstances.
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