Conduct of life -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Physicians -- Fiction
Socially the conditions had been favoured by her introduction. The
position that she had occupied in Laburnum Lodge gave her a factitious
value, and gained her the friendliness of the Matron, a functionary who
has the power to make the hospital-nurse distinctly uncomfortable, and
who has on occasion been known to use it. It commended her also to the
other nurses, two of whom were gentlewomen, insomuch as it promised
an agreeable variety to conversation in the sitting-room. She was by
no means unconscious of the extent of her debt to Kincaid, and her
gratitude as time went on increased rather than diminished. Certainly
the environment was conducive to a perception of his merits--more
conducive even than had been the period of his medical attendance at
the villa. The king is nowhere so attractive as at his court; the
preacher nowhere so impressive as in the pulpit. Ashore the captain may
bore us, but we all like to smoke our cigars with him on his ship. The
poorest pretender assumes importance in the circle of his adherents,
and poses with authority on some small platform, if it be only his
mother's hearthrug. Here where the doctor was the guiding spirit, and
Mary found his praises on every tongue, the glow of gratitude was
fanned by the breath of popularity. Had he deliberately planned a means
of raising himself in her esteem, he could have devised none better
than this of placing her in the miniature kingdom where he ruled. In
remembering that he had wanted to marry her, she was sensible one day
of a thrill of pride: nothing like regret, nothing like arrogance, but
a momentary pride. She felt more dignity in the moment.
If he remembered it too, however, no word that he spoke evinced such
recollection. The promise that he had made to her had been kept to the
letter, and the past was never alluded to between them. As doctor and
nurse their colloquies were brief and practical. It was the demeanour
that he adopted towards her from the day of her instatement that added
the first fuel to her thankfulness; and if, withal, she was inclined
to review his generosity rather than to regard it, it was because he
had established the desired relations on so firm a footing that she had
ceased to believe that the pursuance of it cost him any pains. That she
had held his love after the story of her shame she was aware; but that
on reflection he could still want her for his wife she did not for an
instant suppose; and she often thought that by degrees his attitude had
become the one most natural to him.
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