“Neither were there; the ribs had suffered no displacement, and as for
a broken clavicle, I 've known a fellow get up and finish his race after
it This boy was doing famously. I don't know that I ever saw a case
going on better, when some of them here--it's not easy to say whom--sent
off for his mother to come and see him. Of course, without Norcott's
knowledge. It was a rash thing to do, and not well done either; for when
the woman arrived, there was no preparation made, either with the boy or
herself, for their meeting; and the result was that when she crossed the
threshold and saw him she fainted away. The youngster tried to get to
her and fainted too; a great hubbub and noise followed; and Norcott
himself appeared. The scene that ensued must have been, from what I
heard, terrific. He either ordered the woman out of the house, or he
dragged her away,--it's not easy to say which; but it is quite clear
that he went absolutely mad with passion: some say that he told them
to pack off the boy along with her, but, of course, this was sheer
impossibility; the boy was insensible, and has been so ever since.”
“I was at Namur that day, but they told me when I came back that
Cleremont's wife had behaved so well; that she had the courage to face
Norcott; and though I don't believe she did much by her bravery, she
drove him off the field to his own room, and when his wife did leave the
house for the railroad, it was in one of Norcott's carriages, and Madame
herself accompanied her.”
“Is she his wife? that's the question.”
“There's not a doubt of it. Blenkworth of the Grays was at the wedding.
“If I were to be examined before a commission of lunacy to-morrow,” said
the doctor, solemnly, “I 'd call that man insane.”
“And you'd shut him up?”
“I'd shut him up!”
“Then I 'm precious glad you are not called on to give an opinion, for
you 'd shut up the best house in this quarter of Europe.”
“And what security have you any moment that he won't make a clean sweep
of it, and turn you all into the streets?”
“Yes; that's on the cards any day.”
“He must have got through almost everything he had; besides, I never
heard his property called six thousand a year, and I 'll swear twelve
wouldn't pay his way here.”
“What does he care! His father and he agreed to cut off the entail; and
seeing the sort of marriage he made, he 'll not fret much at leaving the
boy a beggar.”
“But he likes him; if there's anything in the world he cares for, it's
that boy!”
The other must have made some gesture of doubt or dissent, for the
doctor quickly added, “No, no, I 'm right about that. It was only
yesterday morning he said to me with a shake in the voice there's
no mistaking, 'If you can come and tell me, doctor, that he's out of
danger, I 'll give you a thousand pounds.'”
“Egad, I think I 'd have done it, even though I might have made a
blunder.”
“Ye 're no a doctor, sir, that's plain;” and in the emotion of the
moment he spoke the words with a strong Scotch accent.
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