My uncle, who was always alarmed when she was ill, wished for medical
advice; but to this she objected, as Dr. Mott, the family physician, was
absent, and she knew of no other, whom she dare trust. Instantly I
thought of Dr. Clayton. If she could be prevailed upon to employ him, I
knew she would like him, for _I_ could testify to his extreme kindness
in a sick-room, and good nursing was what she most needed. When I
suggested that he should be called, she at first refused; but before
night, being much worse, she consented, and never had I experienced a
moment of greater happiness than when I hastened to the kitchen with a
message for John, who was to go immediately for Dr. Clayton. Then taking
my uncle aside, I explained to him the straitened circumstances of the
young physician, hinting to him, that prompt remuneration for his
services would undoubtedly be acceptable.
“Yes, yes, I understand,” said he; “you want me to pay him to-day.”
Here we were interrupted by the ringing of the door-bell. Dr. Clayton
had come, and the result was as I had hoped. My aunt was greatly
pleased—he was so kind and gentle, humoring all her fancies, and
evincing withal so much judgment and skill, that she felt confidence in
his abilities; and when he was gone, expressed herself as preferring him
even to Dr. Mott, “who,” she said, “was getting old and cross.”
As he was leaving the house, my uncle placed in his hand a five dollar
bill, whereupon the doctor turned very red, and asked if he were not
expected to call again.
“Certainly, certainly,” said my uncle, who, manlike, hadn’t the least
bit of tact; “keep coming until Charlotte is well. I only paid you for
this call to please Rosa.”
Instead of the displeased, mortified look, which I expected to see on
the doctor’s face, there was an expression of deep gratitude, as he
turned his eyes towards me; and I thought there was a moisture in them,
which surprised me, for I did not then know how much that five dollars
was needed: it being the exact amount requisite for the payment of the
girl, who refused to remain with them another day unless her wages were
forthcoming. To such straits are people, apparently in easy
circumstances, sometimes reduced.
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