' I should think a decrease would
have better suited the size of his house. But first I must interview
Mistress Margery in the dining-room. She is anxious about herself
just now because she 'canna eat bacon.' She says it flies between
her shoulders. So erratic a deviation from its normal route on the
part of the bacon, undoubtedly requires investigation. So, by your
leave, I will ring for the good lady."
"Not just yet, doctor," said a quiet voice from the window. "I want
to see you in the dining-room, and will follow you there
immediately. And afterwards, while you investigate Margery, I will
run up for my bonnet, and walk with you through the woods, if Mr.
Dalmain will not mind an hour alone."
When Jane reached the dining-room, Dr. Robert Mackenzie was standing
on the hearth-rug in a Napoleonic attitude, just as on the morning
of their first interview. He looked up uncertainly as she came in.
"Well?" he said. "Am I to pay the piper?"
Jane came straight to him, with both hands extended.
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