Doctor Luttrell's First PatientCarey, Rosa Nouchette
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Doctor Luttrell's First Patient
Carey, Rosa Nouchette
Fiction; Love stories
"Just so--that is precisely my case. Circumstances have been to blame,
for I think I am sociable by nature. Dr. Luttrell was very quick; he
understood at once, and he said it was not good for me to be so much
alone. Oh, he was such a comfort to me. Even the first moment he did
not seem like a stranger. I felt before half-an-hour was over that I
could trust him implicitly. And when he suggested yesterday that you
should come and cheer me up, I said yes at once."
"I was very glad to come," replied Olivia, quickly. "Like yourself, I
have no friends here, with the exception of another patient of my
husband's, an old gentleman who lives opposite to us. So I hope you
will let me be of some use to you. You know," after a moment's
hesitation, "Dr. Luttrell is not one to talk about his patients, but he
told me a little about your trouble."
"So I imagined, and of course it makes it easier for me." And here
Miss Williams's lips trembled slightly. "You could not help me or be
any comfort without knowing a little. Oh, Mrs. Luttrell, is it not
dreadful? My poor father, and such a good father, too. He is just
killing himself, I know that."
"And you are all alone?"
"Yes, since my mother died. Things were bad enough then, but they have
been worse since. She used to be able to influence him and keep him
straight, but he will not listen to me."
"Have you had this to bear long?" and Olivia looked at her pityingly.
What a life for a young, sensitive girl!
"For some years. Ever since Dacre, my brother, died. It was a boating
accident, and they brought him home quite dead. We thought it was the
shock, but Dr. Bevan, who attended him, then told us that it was due
also to hereditary disease. We dared not send for Dr. Bevan the other
night, though he understood him so thoroughly, and was so kind. My
father had quarrelled with him, but Dr. Luttrell saw him yesterday and
they had a long talk."
"My husband always speaks so highly of Dr. Bevan."
"Yes, and I liked him so much. He was such a comfort to me when poor
mother died, and I shall always be grateful to him, but I dared not run
the risk of exciting my father. He is a little better today; Dr.
Luttrell says so; but of course he is coming again to-night. We have a
good nurse, so things are more hopeful, but I shall have to get rid of
our man. He is no use. Dr. Luttrell says I must have someone older
and more reliable, who can help in an emergency. Roberts is far too
young to be any real good."
Olivia listened and assented. She was quick-witted enough to see that
it would be better to let Miss Williams talk and unburden herself a
little. The girl, in spite of a naturally shy temperament, seemed
ready to open her heart to her. Perhaps Olivia's winning personality
had already won her. Human nature is so strangely constituted--the
laws of attraction and repulsion are so unaccountable.
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