The Mystery of M. FelixFarjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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The Mystery of M. Felix
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Detective and mystery stories; English fiction -- 19th century
So it was settled. Had Leonard had his wish, their names would have
been concealed and they would have adopted others; but to this Gerald
would not consent. Leonard was secretly exultant, although, as has
been said, he did not exactly know how it would be of advantage to
him. But he did know that secrecy would make matters worse for Emilia
instead of better, and that when her acquaintances became aware of the
plan adopted--as become aware they should if the necessity arose--it
would place another weapon in their hands against her.
Thus six weeks passed, and Emilia remained in the same condition.
Leonard wondered for how much longer they were going to stop. The
quietude of the place palled upon him; there were no amusements, no
society, and Gerald being with him, he was compelled to be on his best
behavior. He longed for the busy world and its pleasures and
excitements. He ventured to speak to Gerald about their stay.
"I shall not leave," said Gerald, "until Emilia is better, or until we
are married."
This staggered Leonard. "Surely," he said, "you have no notion of
marrying her while she remains as she is?"
"If it were possible," said Gerald, very seriously, "I should not
hesitate. Leonard, my dear brother, you are my superior in every way,
but at least in this affair I know what is right. Leave me here to
myself, then. Why should I condemn you to a life which must be
intolerably dull to you? You have already assisted me in a manner
which no other man in the world could or would have done, and to my
last hour I shall be grateful to you."
"I shall not leave your side," said Leonard, pressing his hand, "until
you drive me from you."
"That will be never," said Gerald, affectionately. "Leonard, with your
worldly wisdom, can you suggest any plan by which Emilia's mind could
be restored to her?"
"None, my dear boy."
"The doctor who attends her," said Gerald, in a musing tone, "is a
worthy gentleman, but there may be cleverer than he to be found in
cities."
"So far as I can see," said Leonard, much disturbed by this
observation, "he has done all that is possible in such a case."
"There will be no harm in my having a conversation with him. I shall
go at once."
"I am with you, Gerald, if you want me."
"I always want you, my dear brother. Let us go."
They found the doctor, an elderly gentleman, at home, and he received
them politely, but not exactly with cordiality. They fell immediately
into conversation about Emilia, but both Leonard and Gerald observed
that the doctor expressed himself with marked reserve. At length he
seemed to arrive at a certain resolution, and, with a significant look
at Leonard, he said:
"Would you mind leaving your brother and me in private a while?"
"Not at all," replied Leonard, somewhat startled. "If there is any
particular reason for it."
"I have a particular reason," said the doctor, "or I should not
request it."
"What do you say, Gerald?" asked Leonard.
"The doctor wishes it," said Gerald.
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