Tales of Terror and Mystery

The Black Doctor

           Lanahadaskedhertolookinthelastthingandlethimknowhowherhusbandwasprogressing.Sheobservedthatthelightwasburninginthestudy,buthavingknockedseveraltimesatthesurgerydoorwithoutresponse,sheconcludedthatthedoctorhadbeencalledout,andsoreturnedhome.

           Thereisashort,windingdrivewithalampattheendofitleadingdownfromthehousetotheroad.AsMrs.Maddingemergedfromthegateamanwascomingalongthefootpath.ThinkingthatitmightbeDr.Lanareturningfromsomeprofessionalvisit,shewaitedforhim,andwassurprisedtoseethatitwasMr.ArthurMorton,theyoungsquire.Inthelightofthelampsheobservedthathismannerwasexcited,andthathecarriedinhishandaheavyhunting-crop.Hewasturninginatthegatewhensheaddressedhim.

           "Thedoctorisnotin,sir,"saidshe.

           "Howdoyouknowthat?"heaskedharshly.

           "Ihavebeentothesurgerydoor,sir."

           "Iseealight,"saidtheyoungsquire,lookingupthedrive."Thatisinhisstudy,isitnot?"

           "Yes,sir;butIamsurethatheisout."

           "Well,hemustcomeinagain,"saidyoungMorton,andpassedthroughthegatewhileMrs.Maddingwentuponherhomewardway.

           Atthreeo’clockthatmorningherhusbandsufferedasharprelapse,andshewassoalarmedbyhissymptomsthatshedeterminedtocallthedoctorwithoutdelay.Asshepassedthroughthegateshewassurprisedtoseesomeonelurkingamongthelaurelbushes.Itwascertainlyaman,andtothebestofherbeliefMr.ArthurMorton.Preoccupiedwithherowntroubles,shegavenoparticularattentiontotheincident,buthurriedonuponhererrand.

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