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A moment's pause; then turning the conversation upon other themes,
he exerted himself for her entertainment till the major and his
wife came in, when he shortly took his leave; for there were other
patients requiring his attention.
CHAPTER VIII.
"How did you find Miss Lamar, doctor? Anything much the matter?"
asked Dale, sauntering into his friend's office that evening, shortly
after the return of the latter from his round of visits among his
patients.
Kenneth sat at his table, spatula in hand, making pills, a slight
cloud of care on his brow.
His reply was not a direct answer to the question.
"Sit down, Godfrey," he said. "I've been thinking of calling in your
aid in the management of this case."
"Mine?" laughed Dale.
"Yes, as consulting physician."
"You are certainly jesting, yet you look as grave as a judge on the
bench."
"I wish," Kenneth said, pausing for an instant in his work and
looking earnestly at Dale, "that there was more young society here,
more to amuse and interest a young girl like Miss Lamar. Can't you
help me to think of something new?"
"Boating parties," suggested Dale.
"That will do for one thing. Now what else?"
"Get up a class in botany. I'll join it. You are quite an enthusiast
in that line and know a great deal more on the subject than any one
else about here."
"Thank you. I should enjoy it if others would. Anything more?"
"No, I should say I'd done my share of thinking, and you must finish
up the job yourself, you who are to pocket the fee," returned Dale
laughing. "Now I'm off, prescribing a night's rest for you, to be
taken at once; for you are looking wretchedly worn out."
Very weary Kenneth certainly was, yet the friendly counsel was not
taken. His work finished, he pushed his implements aside, and sat
long with his folded arms upon the table, his head resting on them;
not sleeping, for now and again a heavy sigh, or a few low breathed
words of prayer came from his lips.
"Oh Lord, for them, for them, I beseech thee, in the midst of wrath
remember mercy! Let them rest under the shadow of thy wing, till
these calamities be overpast."
Both Dale's suggestions in the line of amusements were promptly
carried out, and with excellent effect upon the patient. She was fond
of plants and flowers, and Kenneth proved a capital teacher. Mrs.
Lamar and several others, both married and single, joined the class
and they had many a pleasant ramble over hill and valley in search of
specimens.
The major provided a boat for the rowing parties and frequently made
one of them himself, taking special care of his young sister.
When he was not present Kenneth took his place in this particular,
but not at all in a lover-like way; his manner was fraternal,
"sometimes almost paternal," Nell thought, with an emotion of anger
and pique at "being treated so like a child."
"It is because I was so silly as to cry before him! He thinks me a
mere baby," she said to herself now and again, in extreme vexation.
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