"Be you Dr Fillgrave?" said Joe, with one finger just raid to his cocked hat.
"Yes," said Dr Fillgrave, with one foot on the step of the carriage, but pausing at the sight of so well-turned-out a rvant. "Yes; I am Dr Fillgrave."
"Then you be to go to Boxall Hill immediately; before anywhere el."
"Boxall Hill!" said the doctor, with a very angry frown.
"Yes; Boxall Hill: my master''s place--my master is Sir Louis Scatcherd, baro. You''ve heard of him, I suppo?"
Dr Fillgrave had not his mind quite ready for subsp;an occasion. So he withdrew his foot from the carriage step, and rubbing his hands one over another, looked at his own hall door for inspiration. A single glanbsp;at his fabsp;was suffit to show that no ordinary thoughts were being turned over within his breast.
"Well!" said Joe, thinking that his master''s name had not altogether produbsp;the magibsp;effebsp;whibsp;he had expected; remembering, also, how submissive Greyson had always been, who, being a London doctor, must be suppod to be a bigger man than this provincial fellow. "Do you know as how my master is dying, very like, while you stand there?"
"Be you Dr Fillgrave?" said Joe, with one finger just raid to his cocked hat.
"Yes," said Dr Fillgrave, with one foot on the step of the carriage, but pausing at the sight of so well-turned-out a rvant. "Yes; I am Dr Fillgrave."
"Then you be to go to Boxall Hill immediately; before anywhere el."
"Boxall Hill!" said the doctor, with a very angry frown.
"Yes; Boxall Hill: my master''s place--my master is Sir Louis Scatcherd, baro. You''ve heard of him, I suppo?"
Dr Fillgrave had not his mind quite ready for subsp;an occasion. So he withdrew his foot from the carriage step, and rubbing his hands one over another, looked at his own hall door for inspiration. A single glanbsp;at his fabsp;was suffit to show that no ordinary thoughts were being turned over within his breast.
"Well!" said Joe, thinking that his master''s name had not altogether produbsp;the magibsp;effebsp;whibsp;he had expected; remembering, also, how submissive Greyson had always been, who, being a London doctor, must be suppod to be a bigger man than this provincial fellow. "Do you know as how my master is dying, very like, while you stand there?"