Richard Vandermarck eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 262 pages of information about Richard Vandermarck.

Richard Vandermarck eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 262 pages of information about Richard Vandermarck.

Richard was in his room:  we all thought he had done enough for one night, and had a right to rest.

At last, after the most weary waiting, wheels were heard, and the doctor drove up to the door.  The servants had begun to look very sleepy.  Mary Leighton had slipped away to her room, and Sophie had told Henrietta and me to go, for we were really of no earthly use.  We did not take her advice as a compliment, and did not go.  Henrietta opened the door for the doctor, which was doing something though not much, as two of the maids stood prepared to do it if she did not.

The doctor was a reassuring, quiet man, and became a pillar of strength at once.  After talking a few moments with Mr. Langenau, and pulling and twisting him rather ruthlessly, he walked a little away with Sophie, and told her he wanted him got at once to his room, and he should need the assistance of one of the gentlemen.  Would not Patrick do?  Besides Patrick.  Mr. Langenau’s shoulder was dislocated, badly, and it must be set at once.  It was a painful operation and he needed help.  I was within hearing of this, and I was in great alarm.  Sophie looked so too, and I don’t think she liked disagreeable things any better than her brother, but she was a woman, and could not shirk them as he could.

“Pauline,” she said, finding me at her side as she turned, “run up and tell Richard that he must come down, quick.  Tell him how it is, and that he must make haste.”

I ran up the stairs breathlessly, but feeling all the time that it was rather hard that I must be sent to Richard with this message.  Sophie did not want to ask him to come down herself, and she thought me the most likely ambassador to bring him, but it was not a congenial embassy.  Perhaps, however, she only asked me because I happened to be nearest her, and she was rather upset by what the doctor said.

I knocked at Richard’s door.

“Well?”

“Oh, they want you to come down-stairs a minute.  There’s something to be done,” panting and rather incoherent.

“What is to be done?”

“The Doctor’s here, and he says he must have help.”

“Where’s Kilian?”

“Gone to bed.”

Some suppressed ejaculation, and he pushed back his chair, and rose, and came across the room:  at least it sounded so, and I ran down the stairs again.  He followed me in a moment.  The Doctor came forward and talked to him a little while, and then Richard called Patrick, and told Sophie to see that Mr. Langenau’s room was ready.

“How can he get up two pairs of stairs,” said Charlotte Benson, “when he cannot move an inch without such suffering?”

“That’s very true,” the Doctor said.  “I doubt if he could bear it.  You have no room below?”

“Put a bed in the library,” said Charlotte Benson, and in ten minutes it was done; the servants no longer sleepy when they had any definite order to fulfill.

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