17/31 "Oh, my child! what shall I do ?" he cried. "Send for a great physician, papa. Don't let us deceive ourselves; it is our only chance." "I will ask Mr.Wyman to get a physician down from London." "No, no; that is no use; they will put their heads together, and he will say whatever Mr.Wyman tells him. La! papa, a clever man like you, not to see what a cheat that consultation was. |