The Story of Charles Strange: A Novel. Vol. 2 (of 3)Wood, Henry, Mrs.
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The Story of Charles Strange: A Novel. Vol. 2 (of 3)
Wood, Henry, Mrs.
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"And I've not finished of it," was Hatch's response. "Missis had an
illness a year or eighteen months back; I dare say you remember it,
sir. Weak enough she was when she began to get about; some people
thought she wouldn't live. 'She must take stimilinks to strengthen
her,' says Close. 'She don't want stimilinks,' says I; 'she'll get
better without 'em;' for she was a taking of 'em then in secret,
though he didn't know it. 'Mrs. Brightman must take stimilinks,' says
he to master. 'Whatever you thinks necessary,' returns master--though
if he hadn't begun to suspect then, it's odd to me. And my missis was
not backward to take Close's stimilinks, and she took her own as well;
and that I look upon as the true foundation of it all; it might never
have grown into a habit but for that; and since then matters have been
going from bad to worse. It's a dangerous plan for doctors to order
stimilinks to weak people," added Hatch reflectively; "evil comes of
it sometimes."
I had heard that opinion before; more than once. I had heard Mr.
Brightman express it to a client, who was recovering from an illness.
Was he thinking of his wife?
"And for the last six months or so my missis has been getting almost
beyond control," resumed Hatch; "one could hardly keep her within
bounds. Me and master tried everything. We got Miss Annabel out of
the way, not letting her come home but for two or three days at a
time, and them days--my patience! if I hadn't to watch missis like a
cat! She didn't wish to exceed in the daytime when Miss Annabel was
here, though she would at night; but you know, sir, these poor
creatures can't keep their resolves; and if she once got a glass
early, then all her prudence went to the winds. I did my best; master
did his best; and she'd listen, and be reasonable, and say she'd touch
nothing. But upon the least temptation she'd give way. My belief is,
she couldn't help it; when it comes to this stage it's just a disease.
A disease, Mr. Charles, like the measles or the yellow jaundice, and
they can't put it from 'em if they would."
True.
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