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The doctor held up both hands; in polite deprecation; and looked
as if he was beginning to recover his good humor again。

〃Hard;〃 he murmured; gently; 〃not to have forgiven me that
unlucky blunder of mine; even yet!〃

〃What else have you to say? I am waiting for you;〃 said Miss
Gwilt。 She turned her chair to the window scornfully; and took up
her work again; as she spoke。

The doctor came behind her; and put his hand on the back of her
chair。

〃I have a question to ask; in the first place;〃 he said; 〃and a
measure of necessary precaution to suggest; in the second。 If you
will honor me with your attention; I will put the question
first。〃

〃I am listening。〃

〃You know that Mr。 Armadale is alive;〃 pursued the doctor; 〃and
you know that he is coming back to England。 Why do you continue
to wear your widow's dress?〃

She answered him without an instant's hesitation; steadily going
on with her work。

〃Because I am of a sanguine disposition; like you。 I mean to
trust to the chapter of accidents to the very last。 Mr。 Armadale
may die yet; on his way home。〃

〃And suppose he gets home alivewhat then?〃

〃Then there is another chance still left。〃

〃What is it; pray?〃

〃He may die in your Sanitarium。〃

〃Madam!〃 remonstrated the doctor; in the deep bass which he
reserved for his outbursts of virtuous indignation。 〃Wait! you
spoke of the chapter of accidents;〃 he resumed; gliding back into
his softer conversational tones。 〃Yes! yes! of course。 I
understand you this time。 Even the healing art is at the mercy of
accidents; even such a Sanitarium as mine is liable to be
surprised by Death。 Just so! just so!〃 said the doctor; conceding
the question with the utmost impartiality。 〃There _is_ the
chapter of accidents; I admit if you choose to trust to it。
Mind! I say emphatically; _if_ you choose to trust to it。〃

There was another moment of silencesilence so profound that
nothing was audible in the room but the rapid _click_ of Miss
Gwilt's needle through her work。

〃Go on;〃 she said; 〃you haven't done yet。〃

〃True!〃 said the doctor。 〃Having put my question; I have my
measure of precaution to impress on you next。 You will see; my
dear madam; that I am not disposed to trust to the chapter of
accidents on my side。 Reflection has convinced me that you and I
are not (logically speaking) so conveniently situated as we might
be in case of emergency。 Cabs are; as yet; rare in this rapidly
improving neighborhood。 I am twenty minutes' walk from you; you
are twenty minutes' walk from me。 I know nothing of Mr。
Armadale's character; you know it well。 It might be
necessaryvitally necessaryto appeal to your superior
knowledge of him at a moment's notice。 And how am I to do that
unless we are within easy reach of each other; under the same
roof? In both our interests; I beg to invite you; my dear madam;
to become for a limited period an inmate of My Sanitarium。〃

Miss Gwilt's rapid needle suddenly stopped。 〃I understand you;〃
she said again; as quietly as before。

〃I beg your pardon;〃 said the doctor; with another attack of
deafness; and with his hand once more at his ear。

She laughed to herselfa low; terrible laugh; which startled
even the doctor into taking his hand off the back of her chair。

〃An inmate of your Sanitarium?〃 she repeated。 〃You consult
appearances in everything else; do you propose to consult
appearances in receiving me into your house?〃

〃Most assuredly!〃 replied the doctor; with enthusiasm。 〃I am
surprised at your asking me the question! Did you ever know a man
of any eminence in my profession who set appearances at defiance?
If you honor me by accepting my invitation; you enter My
Sanitarium in the most unimpeachable of all possible
charactersin the character of a Patient。〃

〃When do you want my answer?〃

〃Can you decide to…day?〃

〃To…morrow?〃

〃Yes。 Have you anything more to say?〃

''Nothing more。〃

〃Leave me; then。 _I_ don't keep up appearances。 I wish to be
alone; and I say so。 Good…morning。〃

〃Oh; the sex! the sex!〃 said the doctor; with his excellent
temper in perfect working order again。 〃So delightfully
impulsive! so charmingly reckless of what they say or how they
say it! 'Oh; woman; in our hours of ease; uncertain; coy; and
hard to please!' There! there! there! Good…morning!〃

Miss Gwilt rose and looked after him contemptuously from the
window; when the street door had closed; and he had left the
house。

〃Armadale himself drove me to it the first time;〃 she said。
〃Manuel drove me to it the second time。You cowardly scoundrel!
shall I let _you_ drive me to it for the third time; and the
last?〃

She turned from the window; and looked thoughtfully at her
widow's dress in the glass。

The hours of the day passedand she decided nothing。 The night
cameand she hesitated still。 The new morning dawnedand the
terrible question was still unanswered。

By the early post there came a letter for her。 It was Mr。
Bashwood's usual report。 Again he had watched for Allan's
arrival; and again in vain。

〃I'll have more time!〃 she determined; passionately。 〃No man
alive shall hurry me faster than I like!〃

At breakfast that morning (the morning of the 9th) the doctor was
surprised in his study by a visit from Miss Gwilt。

〃I want another day;〃 she said; the moment the servant had closed
the door on her。

The doctor looked at her before he answered; and saw the danger
of driving her to extremities plainly expressed in her face。

〃The time is getting on;〃 he remonstrated; in his most persuasive
manner。 〃For all we know to the contrary; Mr。 Armadale may be
here to…night。〃

〃I want another day!〃 she repeated; loudly and passionately。

〃Granted!〃 said the doctor; looking nervously toward the door。
〃Don't be too loudthe servants may hear you。 Mind!〃 he added;
〃I depend on your honor not to press me for any further delay。〃

〃You had better depend on my despair;〃 she said; and left him。

The doctor chipped the shell of his egg; and laughed softly。

〃Quite right; my dear!〃 he thought。 〃I remember where your
despair led you in past times; and I think I may trust it to lead
you the same way now。〃


At a quarter to eight o'clock that night Mr。 Bashwood took up his
post of observation; as usual; on the platform of the terminus at
London Bridge。 He was in the highest good spirits; he smiled and
smirked in irrepressible exultation。 The sense that he held in
reserve a means of influence over Miss Gwilt; in virtue of his
knowledge of her past career; had had no share in effecting the
transformation that now appeared in him。 It had upheld his
courage in his forlorn life at Thorpe Ambrose; and it had given
him that increased confidence of manner which Miss Gwilt herself
had noticed; but; from the moment when he had regained his old
place in her favor; it had vanished as a motive power in him;
annihilated by the electric shock of her touch and her look。 His
vanitythe vanity which in men at his age is only despair in
disguisehad now lifted him to the seventh heaven of fatuous
happiness once more。 He believed in her again as he believed in
the smart new winter overcoat that he woreas he believed in the
dainty little cane (appropriate to the dawning dandyism of lads
in their teens) that he flourished in his hand。 He hummed! The
worn…out old creature; who had not sung since his childhood;
hummed; as he paced the platform; the few fragments he could
remember of a worn…out old song。

The train was due as early as eight o'clock that night。 At five
minutes past the hour the whistle sounded。 In less than five
minutes more the passengers were getting out on the platform。

Following the instructions that had been given to him; Mr。
Bashwood made his way; as well as the crowd would let him; along
the line of carriages; and; discovering no familiar face on that
first investigation; joined the passengers for a second search
among them in the custom…house waiting…room next。

He had looked round the room; and had satisfied himself that the
persons occupying it were all strangers; when he heard a voice
behind him; exclaiming: 〃Can that be Mr。 Bashwood!〃 He turned in
eager expectation; and found himself face 

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