Lady of the Barge and Others, Entire Collection eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 183 pages of information about Lady of the Barge and Others, Entire Collection.

Lady of the Barge and Others, Entire Collection eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 183 pages of information about Lady of the Barge and Others, Entire Collection.

“Sir?” said the doctor, quietly.

“Go down and tidy my cabin, and see you do it well.”

The doctor went below without a word, and worked like a housemaid.  When he came on deck again, his face wore a smile almost of happiness, and his hand caressed one trousers pocket as though it concealed a hidden weapon.

For the following three or four days the two unfortunates were worked unceasingly.  Mr. Thomson complained bitterly, but the cook wore a sphinx-like smile and tried to comfort him.

“It won’t be for long, Harry,” he said, consolingly.

The solicitor sniffed.  “I could write tract after tract on temperance,” he said, bitterly.  “I wonder what our poor wives are thinking?  I expect they have put us down as dead.”

“Crying their eyes out,” said the doctor, wistfully; “but they’ll dry them precious quick when we get back, and ask all sorts of questions.  What are you going to say, Harry?”

“The truth,” said the solicitor, virtuously.

“So am I,” said his friend; “but mind, we must both tell the same tale, whatever it is.  Halloa! what’s the matter?”

“It’s the skipper,” said the boy, who had just run up; “he wants to see you at once.  He’s dying.”

He caught hold of the doctor by the sleeve; but Carson, in his most professional manner, declined to be hurried.  He went leisurely down the companion-ladder, and met with a careless glance the concerned faces of the mate and second officer.

“Come to the skipper at once,” said the mate.

“Does he want to see me?” said the doctor, languidly, as he entered the cabin.

The skipper was lying doubled up in his bunk, his face twisted with pain.  “Doctor,” he panted, “give me something quick.  There’s the medicine-chest.”

“Do you want some food, sir?” inquired the other, respectfully.

“Food be damned!” said the sufferer.  “I want physic.  There’s the medicine-chest.”  The doctor took it up and held it out to him.  “I don’t want the lot,” moaned the skipper.

“I want you to give me something for red-hot corkscrews in the inside.”

“I beg your pardon,” said the doctor, humbly; “I’m only the cook.”

“If you—­don’t—­prescribe for me at once,” said the skipper, “I’ll put you in irons.”

The doctor shook his head.  “I shipped as cook,” he said, slowly.

“Give me something, for Heaven’s sake!” said the skipper, humbly.  “I’m dying.”  The doctor pondered.

“If you dinna treat him at once, I’ll break your skull,” said the mate, persuasively.

The doctor regarded him scornfully, and turned to the writhing skipper.

“My fee is half a guinea a visit,” he said, softly; “five shillings if you come to me.”

“I’ll have half a guinea’s worth,” said the agonized skipper.

The doctor took his wrist, and calmly drew the second officer’s watch from its owner’s pocket.  Then he inspected the sick man’s tongue, and shaking his head, selected a powder from the chest.

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