The one nurse now remaining would accompany him, and he,
Undershaw, would personally superintend the removal.
Melrose looked at him with angry surprise.
"And pray what is the reason for such an extraordinary and unnecessary
proceeding?"
"I understood," said Undershaw, smiling, "that you were anxious to have
your house to yourself again as soon as possible."
"I defended my house against your attack. But that's done with. And why
you should hurry this poor fellow now into new quarters, in his present
state, when he might stay quietly here till he is strong enough for a
railway journey, I cannot conceive!"
Undershaw, remembering the first encounter between them, could not
prevent his smile becoming a grin.
"I am delighted Mr. Faversham has made such a good impression on you,
sir. But I understand that he himself feels a delicacy in trespassing
upon you any longer. I know the house at Keswick to which I propose to
take him. It is excellently managed. We can get a hospital motor from
Carlisle, and of course I shall go with him."
"Do you suggest that he has had any lack of attention here from me or my
servants?" said Melrose, hotly.
"By no means. But--well, sir, I will be open with you. Mr. Faversham in
my opinion wants a change of scene. He has been in that room for three
weeks, and--he understands there is no other to which he can be moved.
It would be a great advantage, too, to be able to carry him into a
garden. In fact"--the little doctor spoke with the same cool frankness he
had used in his first interview with Melrose--"your house, Mr.
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