little novels-第52章
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tuations in the play； at a crisis in his life and minethat the use of the pen remained suspended in my hand。 For the first time in my life I was conscious of a sensation which resembled superstitious dread。
Rothsay recovered himself first。 He misinterpreted what was passing in my mind。
〃Don't think me ungrateful；〃 he said。 〃You dear； kind； good fellow； consider for a moment； and you will see that it can't be。 What would be said of her and of me； if you made Susan rich with your money； and if I married her？ The poor innocent would be called your cast…off mistress。 People would say： 'He has behaved liberally to her； and his needy friend has taken advantage of it。' 〃
The point of view which I had failed to see was put with terrible directness of expression： the conviction that I was wrong was literally forced on me。 What reply could I make？ Rothsay evidently felt for me。
〃You are ill；〃 he said； gently； 〃let me leave you to rest。〃
He held out his hand to say good…by。 I insisted on his taking up his abode with me； for the present at least。 Ordinary persuasion failed to induce him to yield。 I put it on selfish grounds next。
〃You have noticed that I am ill；〃 I said； 〃I want you to keep me company。〃
He gave way directly。
Through the wakeful night； I tried to consider what moral remedies might be within our reach。 The one useful conclusion at which I could arrive was to induce Rothsay to try what absence and change might do to compose his mind。 To advise him to travel alone was out of the question。 I wrote to his one other old friend besides myselfthe friend who had taken him on a cruise in the Mediterranean。
The owner of the yacht had that very day given directions to have his vessel laid up for the winter season。 He at once countermanded the order by telegraph。 〃I am an idle man；〃 he said； 〃and I am as fond of Rothsay as you are。 I will take him wherever he likes to go。〃 It was not easy to persuade the object of these kind intentions to profit by them。 Nothing that I could say roused him。 I spoke to him of his picture。 He had left it at my uncle's house； and neither knew nor cared to know whether it had been sold or not。 The one consideration which ultimately influenced Rothsay was presented by the doctor； speaking as follows （to quote his own explanation） in the interests of my health：
〃I warned your friend；〃 he said； 〃that his conduct was causing anxiety which you were not strong enough to bear。 On hearing this he at once promised to follow the advice which you had given to him； and to join the yacht。 As you know； he has kept his word。 May I ask if he has ever followed the medical profession？〃
Replying in the negative； I begged the doctor to tell me why he had put his question。
He answered； 〃Mr。 Rothsay requested me to tell him all that I knew about your illness。 I complied； of course； mentioning that I had lately adopted a new method of treatment； and that I had every reason to feel confident of the results。 He was so interested in the symptoms of your illness； and in the remedies being tried； that he took notes in his pocketbook of what I had said。 When he paid me that compliment； I thought it possible that I might be speaking to a colleague。〃
I was pleased to hear of my friend's anxiety for my recovery。 If I had been in better health； I might have asked myself what reason he could have had for making those entries in his pocketbook。
Three days later； another proof reached me of Rothsay's anxiety for my welfare。
The owner of the yacht wrote to beg that I would send him a report of my health； addressed to a port on the south coast of England； to which they were then bound。 〃If we don't hear good news；〃 he added； 〃I have reason to fear that Rothsay will overthrow our plans for the recovery of his peace of mind by leaving the vessel； and making his own inquiries at your bedside。〃
With no small difficulty I roused myself sufficiently to write a few words with my own hand。 They were words that liedfor my poor friend's sake。 In a postscript； I begged my correspondent to let me hear if the effect produced on Rothsay had answered to our hopes and expectations。
SIXTH EPOCH。
THE weary days followed each otherand time failed to justify the doctor's confidence in his new remedies。 I grew weaker and weaker。
My uncle came to see me。 He was so alarmed that he insisted on a consultation being held with his own physician。 Another great authority was called in； at the same time； by the urgent request of my own medical man。 These distinguished persons held more than one privy council； before they would consent to give a positive opinion。 It was an evasive opinion （encumbered with hard words of Greek and Roman origin） when it was at last pronounced。 I waited until they had taken their leave； and then appealed to my own doctor。 〃What do these men really think？〃 I asked。 〃Shall I live； or die？〃
The doctor answered for himself as well as for his illustrious colleagues。 〃We have great faith in the new prescriptions；〃 he said。
I understood what that meant。 They were afraid to tell me the truth。 I insisted on the truth。
〃How long shall I live？〃 I said。 〃Till the end of the year？〃
The reply followed in one terrible word：
〃Perhaps。〃
It was then the first week in December。 I understood that I might reckonat the utmoston three weeks of life。 What I felt； on arriving at this conclusion； I shall not say。 It is the one secret I keep from the readers of these lines。
The next day； Mrs。 Rymer called once more to make inquiries。 Not satisfied with the servant's report； she entreated that I would consent to see her。 My housekeeper； with her customary kindness； undertook to convey the message。 If she had been a wicked woman； would she have acted in this way？ 〃Mrs。 Rymer seems to be sadly distressed；〃 she pleaded。 〃As I understand； sir； she is suffering under some domestic anxiety which can only be mentioned to yourself。〃
Did this anxiety relate to Susan？ The bare doubt of it decided me。 I consented to see Mrs。 Rymer。 Feeling it necessary to control her in the use of her tongue； I spoke the moment the door was opened。
〃I am suffering from illness； and I must ask you to spare me as much as possible。 What do you wish to say to me？〃
The tone in which I addressed Mrs。 Rymer would have offended a more sensitive woman。 The truth is； she had chosen an unfortunate time for her visit。 There were fluctuations in the progress of my malady； there were days when I felt better； and days when I felt worseand this was a bad day。 Moreover； my uncle had tried my temper that morning。 He had called to see me； on his way to winter in the south of France by his physician's advice； and he recommended a trial of change of air in my case also。 His country house （only thirty miles from London） was entirely at my disposal； and the railway supplied beds for invalids。 It was useless to answer that I was not equal to the effort。 He reminded me that I had exerted myself to leave my bedchamber for my arm…chair in the next room； and that a little additional resolution would enable me to follow his advice。 We parted in a state of irritation on either side which； so far as I was concerned； had not subsided yet。
〃I wish to speak to you； sir； about my daughter；〃 Mrs。 Rymer answered。
The mere allusion to Susan had its composing effect on me。 I said kindly that I hoped she was well。
〃Well in body；〃 Mrs。 Rymer announced。 〃Far from it； sir； in mind。〃
Before I could ask what this meant； we were interrupted by the appearance of the servant； bringing the letters which had arrived for me by the afternoon post。 I told the man； impatiently； to put them on the table at my side。
〃What is distressing Susan？〃 I inquired； without stopping to look at the letters。
〃She is fretting； sir； about your illness。 Oh； Mr。 Lepel； if you would only try the sweet country air！ If you only had my good little Susan to nurse you！〃
_She_； too； taking my uncle's view！ And talking of Susan as my nurse！
〃What are you thinking of？〃 I asked her。 〃A young girl like your daughter nursing Me！ You ought to have more regard for Susan's good name！〃
〃I know what _you_ ought to do！〃 She made that strange reply with a furtive look at me； half in a
