Was the Doctor my friend?
He was; and a very worthy and skilful man. I named him for his eminence
in his profession: and Mr. Goddard said he knew not a better physician.
I have but one condition to make before I see the gentleman; that he
refuse not his fees from me. If I am poor, Sir, I am proud. I will not
be under obligation, you may believe, Sir, I will not. I suffer this
visit, because I would not appear ungrateful to the few friends I have
left, nor obstinate to such of my relations, as may some time hence, for
their private satisfaction, inquire after my behaviour in my sick hours.
So, Sir, you know the condition. And don't let me be vexed. 'I am very
ill! and cannot debate the matter.'
Seeing her so determined, I told her, if it must be so, it should.
Then, Sir, the gentleman may come. But I shall not be able to answer
many questions. Nurse, you can tell him at the window there what a night
I have had, and how I have been for two days past. And Mr. Goddard, if
he be here, can let him know what I have taken. Pray let me be as little
questioned as possible.
The Doctor paid his respects to her with the gentlemanly address for
which he is noted: and she cast up her sweet eyes to him with that
benignity which accompanies her every graceful look.