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Inglethorp
’
s
own
doctor
,
a
portly
,
fussy
little
man
,
came
bustling
in
.
In
a
few
words
Dr
.
Bauerstein
explained
how
he
had
happened
to
be
passing
the
lodge
gates
as
the
car
came
out
,
and
had
run
up
to
the
house
as
fast
as
he
could
,
whilst
the
car
went
on
to
fetch
Dr
.
Wilkins
.
With
a
faint
gesture
of
the
hand
,
he
indicated
the
figure
on
the
bed
.
“
Ve
—
ry
sad
.
Ve
—
ry
sad
,
”
murmured
Dr
.
Wilkins
.
“
Poor
dear
lady
.
Always
did
far
too
much
—
far
too
much
—
against
my
advice
.
I
warned
her
.
Her
heart
was
far
from
strong
.
‘
Take
it
easy
,
’
I
said
to
her
,
‘
Take
—
it
—
easy
’
.
But
no
—
her
zeal
for
good
works
was
too
great
.
Nature
rebelled
.
Na
—
ture
—
re
—
belled
.
”
Dr
.
Bauerstein
,
I
noticed
,
was
watching
the
local
doctor
narrowly
.
He
still
kept
his
eyes
fixed
on
him
as
he
spoke
.
“
The
convulsions
were
of
a
peculiar
violence
,
Dr
.
Wilkins
.
I
am
sorry
you
were
not
here
in
time
to
witness
them
.
They
were
quite
—
tetanic
in
character
.
”
“
Ah
!
”
said
Dr
.
Wilkins
wisely
.
“
I
should
like
to
speak
to
you
in
private
,
”
said
Dr
.
Bauerstein
.
He
turned
to
John
.
“
You
do
not
object
?
”
“
Certainly
not
.
”
We
all
trooped
out
into
the
corridor
,
leaving
the
two
doctors
alone
,
and
I
heard
the
key
turned
in
the
lock
behind
us
.
We
went
slowly
down
the
stairs
.
I
was
violently
excited
.
I
have
a
certain
talent
for
deduction
,
and
Dr
.
Bauerstein
’
s
manner
had
started
a
flock
of
wild
surmises
in
my
mind
.
Mary
Cavendish
laid
her
hand
upon
my
arm
.
