"The doctor is nothing of the kind."

"Perhaps he is your enemy?"

"I can hardly say that."

She looked at Hugh discontentedly. "I want to get at it," she said.

"Why can't we understand each other? Will you laugh at me, if I say the

first thing that comes into my head? Are you a good swimmer?"

An extraordinary question, even from Fanny Mere. It was put

seriously--and seriously Mountjoy answered it. He said that he was

considered to be a good swimmer.

"Perhaps," she continued, "you have saved people's lives."

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"I have twice been so fortunate as to save lives," he replied.

"If you saw the doctor drowning, would you save him? I wouldn't!"

"Do you hate him as bitterly as that?" Hugh asked.

She passed the question over without notice. "I wish you would help me

to get at it," she persisted. "Suppose you could rid my mistress of

that man by giving him a kick, would you up with your foot and do it?"

"Yes--with pleasure."

"Thank you, sir. Now I've got it. Mr. Mountjoy, the doctor is the curse

of my mistress's life. I can't bear to see it. If we are not relieved

of him somehow, I shall do something wrong. When I wait at table, and

see him using his knife, I want to snatch it out of his hand, and stick

it into him. I had a hope that my lord might turn him out of the house

when they quarrelled. My lord is too wicked himself to do it. For the

love of God, sir, help my mistress--or show me the way how!"

Mountjoy began to be interested. "How do you know," he asked, "that

Lord Harry and the doctor have quarrelled?"

Without the slightest appearance of embarrassment, Fanny Mere informed

him that she had listened at the door, while her master and his friend

were talking of their secrets. She had also taken an opportunity of

looking through the keyhole. "I suppose, sir," said this curious woman,

still speaking quite respectfully, "you have never tried that way

yourself?"

"Certainly not!"

"Wouldn't you do it to serve my mistress?"

"No."

"And yet, you're fond of her! You are a merciful one--the only merciful

one, so far as I know--among men. Perhaps, if you were frightened about

her, you might be more ready with your help. I wonder whether I can

frighten you? Will you let me try?"




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