“Yes, of course with her,he would sanction everything at oncehe answered.
.”
The two shallow-chested women were waiting for news in the hideous parlor. Even Mrs. Baxter’s stupidity could not ignore the look of distress on Murchison’s face. By the time the doctors had taken, she guessed that an operation had been performed, and by Murchison’s manner that it had not proved successful.
“Well, doctor, bad news, I suppose?”
Mrs. Baxter was more ready to quarrel than to weep.
“The operation has been perfectly satisfactory.”
“Indeed!”
“Your husband is still in very grave danger, but I .”
Murchison picked his gloves out of his hat. An expressive glance passed between Mrs. Baxter and her sister.
“You’re not going, doctor?”
“Yes, Dr. Inglis remains in charge. One of the Roxton nurses will be here any moment.”
The farmer’s wife betrayed her indignation.
“What, that ninny! He ain’t fit to doctor a cat. I tell you, Dr. Murchison, I don’t want him in my house.” The man’s eyes flashed in his tired face. The woman’s impertinence was insufferable.
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