18 Going for the Doctor

           

           Onenight,afewdaysafterJameshadleft,Ihadeatenmyhayandwaslyingdowninmystrawfastasleep,whenIwassuddenlyrousedbythestablebellringingveryloud.IheardthedoorofJohn’shouseopen,andhisfeetrunninguptothehall.Hewasbackagaininnotime;heunlockedthestabledoor,andcamein,callingout,“Wakeup,Beauty!Youmustgowellnow,ifeveryoudid;”andalmostbeforeIcouldthinkhehadgotthesaddleonmybackandthebridleonmyhead.Hejustranroundforhiscoat,andthentookmeataquicktrotuptothehalldoor.Thesquirestoodthere,withalampinhishand.

           “Now,John,”hesaid,“rideforyourlife—thatis,foryourmistress’life;thereisnotamomenttolose.GivethisnotetoDr.White;giveyourhorsearestattheinn,andbebackassoonasyoucan.”

           Johnsaid,“Yes,sir,”andwasonmybackinaminute.Thegardenerwholivedatthelodgehadheardthebellring,andwasreadywiththegateopen,andawaywewentthroughthepark,andthroughthevillage,anddownthehilltillwecametothetoll-gate.Johncalledveryloudandthumpeduponthedoor;themanwassoonoutandflungopenthegate.

           “Now,”saidJohn,“doyoukeepthegateopenforthedoctor;here’sthemoney,”andoffhewentagain.

           Therewasbeforeusalongpieceoflevelroadbytheriverside;Johnsaidtome,“Now,Beauty,doyourbest,”andsoIdid;Iwantednowhipnorspur,andfortwomilesIgallopedasfastasIcouldlaymyfeettotheground;Idon’tbelievethatmyoldgrandfather,whowontheraceatNewmarket,couldhavegonefaster.

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