[The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer Complete by Charles James Lever]@TWC D-Link bookThe Confessions of Harry Lorrequer Complete CHAPTER XVIb 16/16
As it was the only time in my life I had performed in this character, I had some doubts as to the propriety of indulging a very hearty breakfast appetite, not knowing if it were unprofessional to eat; but from this doubt my learned friends speedily relieved me, by the entire devotion which they bestowed for about twenty minutes upon ham, rolls, eggs, and cutlets, barely interrupting these important occupations by sly allusions to the old gentleman's malady, and his chance of recovery. "Well, doctor," said the pale one, as at length he rested from his labours, "what are we to do ?" "Ay," said the other, "there's the question." "Go on," said I, "go on as before; I can't advise you better." Now, this was a deep stroke of mine; for up to the present moment I do not know what treatment they were practising; but it looked a shrewd thing to guess it, and it certainly was civil to approve of it. "So you think that will be best." "I am certain--I know nothing better," I answered. "Well, I'm sure, sir, we have every reason to be gratified for the very candid manner you have treated us.
Sir, I'm your most obedient servant," said the fat one. "Gentlemen, both your good healths and professional success also:" here I swallowed a petit verre of brandy; thinking all the while there were worse things than the practice of physic. "I hope you are not going," said one, as my chaise drew up at the door. "Business calls me," said I, "and I can't help it." "Could not you manage to see our friend here again, in a day or two ?" said the rosy one. "I fear it will be impossible," replied I; "besides I have a notion he may not desire it." "I have been commissioned to hand you this," said the tall doctor, with a half sigh, as he put a check into my hand. I bowed slightly, and stuffed the crumpled paper with a half careless air into my waistcoat pocket, and wishing them both every species of happiness and success, shook hands four times with each, and drove off; never believing myself safe 'till I saw the gate-lodge behind me, and felt myself flying on the road to Kilkenny at about twelve miles Irish an hour..
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