British -- Asia -- Fiction; Women physicians -- Fiction
“It is really too bad of Major North to go on teasing Miss Keeling in
this way,” said Lady Haigh to Mr Stratford one evening; “and if he
only knew it, it is so silly of him, too. Georgia has had plenty of
practice in arguments of this kind, for every man she meets begins his
acquaintance with her by trying to convert her. She has her most
telling pieces of evidence all marshalled ready for use, while Major
North has nothing but a few prejudices to support him. The other men
all give it up, sooner or later, and decide to accept things as they
are, and be thankful, and why doesn’t he?”
“I’m sure I don’t know,” said Stratford. “Perhaps his obstinacy is
stronger than theirs, or he thinks he has a right to carry matters
further--as a family friend of Miss Keeling’s.”
“As if that would have any influence over her!” said Lady Haigh,
scornfully. “Now, I ask you, is it likely that after going through her
training as creditably as she has done, she would ever allow herself
to be convinced that it had been impossible or improper for her to
study medicine? And if she was convinced, do you think any woman
worthy of the name would ever allow him to see it?”
“I should think it extremely improbable. But according to North
himself, his intention is purely philanthropic. He told me yesterday
that he considered it only charity to talk to Miss Keeling as often as
he possibly could, in order to protect her from that terrible
youngster.”
Lady Haigh went off into a fit of subdued laughter, which would have
astonished and wounded Dick if he had known its cause, for he believed
honestly in the explanation of his conduct which he had offered, quite
unasked, to Stratford. If it did give him a thrill of pleasure when
Miss Keeling’s dark eyes were raised to his face, in inquiry or in
indignant protest, or even in mirthful contradiction, it was merely
because his chivalry was receiving an incidental and wholly
unlooked-for reward. He was only doing his duty in protecting a lady
of his acquaintance against a youth who had shown himself disposed to
take an undue advantage either of her kindness or her thoughtlessness.
It did not strike him that Miss Keeling might be quite able to take
care of herself under the circumstances, much less that she might
prefer to do so; but Fitz Anstruther was made aware of the fact before
the voyage concluded.
“At last!” he exclaimed, one evening, with a sigh of satisfaction, as
he annexed the chair which Dick had just vacated. “I do believe that
conceited beast North thinks you like to hear him everlastingly
prosing away, Miss Keeling.”
“People are often blind to one’s real feelings in their presence,”
said Georgia; but the double meaning went unperceived.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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