“I know, sir; and the doctor waited for half an hour beyond the time;
but he has only gone in this moment.”
It is just possible, in Layton's then frame of mind, that he had turned
away and left the house, never to re-enter it, when a slight
circumstance determined him to the opposite. This was the footman's
respectful manner as he took the hat from his hand, and threw wide the
door for him to pass onward. Ay, it is ever so! Things too trivial and
insignificant for notice in this life are every hour influencing our
actions and swaying our motives. Men have stormed a breach for a smile,
and gone out in black despair with life just for a cold word or a cold
look. So much more quickly does the heart influence than the head, even
with the very cleverest amongst us.
As Layton entered the dining-room, his host rose to receive him, and,
with a polished courtesy, apologized for having gone to table before his
arrival. “I gave you half an hour, doctor, and I would have given you
longer, but that I am aware a physician is not always master of his
time. Colonel Karstairs you are acquainted with. Let me present you to
Mr. Ogden. Dr. Layton, Mr. Ogden.”
There is no manner that so impresses the world with the idea of self-
sufficiency and pretension as that of the bashful man contending against
his own diffidence; and this same timidity, that one would imagine so
easily rubbed off by contact with the world, actually increases with
age, and, however glossed over by an assumed ease and a seeming
indifference, lives to torment its possessor to his last day. Of this
Layton was an unhappy victim, and while imbued with a consummate self-
esteem, he had a painful consciousness of the criticism that his manner
and breeding might call forth. The result of this conflict was to render
him stern, defiant, and even overbearing,--traits which imparted their
character even to his features in first intercourse with strangers.
“I don't know how Halford managed it,” said Mr. Ogden, as he reseated
himself at table, “but I 've heard him say that his professional
engagements never lost him a dinner.”
Simple as were these words, they contained a rebuke, and the air of the
man that uttered them did not diminish their significance.
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