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〃Do you mean that you have sent for him？〃
〃Don't be angry！ I did it for the bestand Mr。 Mirabel agreed with me。〃
〃Mr。 Mirabel！ What have you told Mr。 Mirabel？〃
〃Nothing； except that you are ill。 When he heard that； he proposed to go for the doctor。 He will be here again to…morrow； to ask for news of your health。 Will you see him？〃
〃I don't know yetI have other things to think of。 Bring Miss Wyvil up here when she comes。〃
〃Am I to get the spare room ready for her？〃
〃No。 She is staying with her father at the London house。〃
Emily made that reply almost with an air of relief。 When Cecilia arrived； it was only by an effort that she could show grateful appreciation of the sympathy of her dearest friend。 When the visit came to an end； she felt an ungrateful sense of freedom： the restraint was off her mind； she could think again of the one terrible subject that had any interest for her now。 Over love； over friendship； over the natural enjoyment of her young life； predominated the blighting resolution which bound her to avenge her father's death。 Her dearest remembrances of himtender remembrances oncenow burned in her （to use her own words） like fire。 It was no ordinary love that had bound parent and child together in the bygone time。 Emily had grown from infancy to girlhood； owing all the brightness of her lifea life without a mother； without brothers； without sistersto her father alone。 To submit to lose this beloved； this only companion； by the cruel stroke of disease was of all trials of resignation the hardest to bear。 But to be severed from him by the murderous hand of a man； was more than Emily's fervent nature could passively endure。 Before the garden gate had closed on her friend she had returned to her one thought； she was breathing again her one aspiration。 The books that she had ordered； with her own purpose in viewbooks that might supply her want of experience； and might reveal the perils which beset the course that lay before herwere unpacked and spread out on the table。 Hour after hour； when the old servant believed that her mistress was in bed； she was absorbed over biographies in English and French； which related the stratagems by means of which famous policemen had captured the worst criminals of their time。 From these； she turned to works of fiction； which found their chief topic of interest in dwelling on the discovery of hidden crime。 The night passed； and dawn glimmered through the windowand still she opened book after book with sinking courageand still she gained nothing but the disheartening conviction of her inability to carry out her own plans。 Almost every page that she turned over revealed the immovable obstacles set in her way by her sex and her age。 Could _she_ mix with the people； or visit the scenes； familiar to the experience of men （in fact and in fiction）； who had traced the homicide to his hiding…place； and had marked him among his harmless fellow…creatures with the brand of Cain？ No！ A young girl following； or attempting to follow； that career； must reckon with insult and outragepaying their abominable tribute to her youth and her beauty； at every turn。 What proportion would the men who might respect her bear to the men who might make her the object of advances； which it was hardly possible to imagine without shuddering。 She crept exhausted to her bed； the most helpless； hopeless creature on the wide surface of the eartha girl self…devoted to the task of a man。
Careful to perform his promise to Mirabel； without delay； the doctor called on Emily early in the morningbefore the hour at which he usually entered his consulting…room。
〃Well？ What's the matter with the pretty young mistress？〃 he asked； in his most abrupt manner； when Mrs。 Ellmother opened the door。 〃Is it love？ or jealousy？ or a new dress with a wrinkle in it？〃
〃You will hear about it； sir； from Miss Emily herself。 I am forbidden to say anything。〃
〃But you mean to say somethingfor all that？〃
〃Don't joke； Doctor Allday！ The state of things here is a great deal too serious for joking。 Make up your mind to be surprisedI say no more。〃
Before the doctor could ask what this meant； Emily opened the parlor door。 〃Come in！〃 she said； impatiently。
Doctor Allday's first greeting was strictly professional。 〃My dear child； I never expected this；〃 he began。 〃You are looking wretchedly ill。〃 He attempted to feel her pulse。 She drew her hand away from him。
〃It's my mind that's ill；〃 she answered。 〃Feeling my pulse won't cure me of anxiety and distress。 I want advice； I want help。 Dear old doctor； you have always been a good friend to mebe a better friend than ever now。〃
〃What can I do？〃
〃Promise you will keep secret what I am going to say to youand listen； pray listen patiently； till I have done。〃
Doctor Allday promised； and listened。 He had been； in some degree at least； prepared for a surprisebut the disclosure which now burst on him was more than his equanimity could sustain。 He looked at Emily in silent dismay。 She had surprised and shocked him； not only by what she said； but by what she unconsciously suggested。 Was it possible that Mirabel's personal appearance had produced on her the same impression which was present in his own mind？ His first impulse； when he was composed enough to speak； urged him to put the question cautiously。
〃If you happened to meet with the suspected man；〃 he said； 〃have you any means of identifying him？〃
〃None whatever； doctor。 If you would only think it over〃
He stopped her there； convinced of the danger of encouraging her； and resolved to act on his conviction。
〃I have enough to occupy me in my profession；〃 he said。 〃Ask your other friend to think it over。〃
〃What other friend？〃
〃Mr。 Alban Morris。〃
The moment he pronounced the name； he saw that he had touched on some painful association。 〃Has Mr。 Morris refused to help you？〃 he inquired。
〃I have not asked him to help me。〃
〃Why？〃
There was no choice （with such a man as Doctor Allday） between offending him or answering him。 Emily adopted the last alternative。 On this occasion she had no reason to complain of his silence。
〃Your view of Mr。 Morris's conduct surprises me；〃 he replied〃surprises me more than I can say；〃 he added； remembering that he too was guilty of having kept her in ignorance of the truth； out of regardmistaken regard； as it now seemed to befor her peace of mind。
〃Be good to me； and pass it over if I am wrong；〃 Emily said： 〃I can't dispute with you； I can only tell you what I feel。 You have always been so kind to memay I count on your kindness still？〃
Doctor Allday relapsed into silence。
〃May I at least ask；〃 she went on； 〃if you know anything of persons〃 She paused； discouraged by the cold expression of inquiry in the old man's eyes as he looked at her。
〃What persons？〃 he said。
〃Persons whom I suspect。〃
〃Name them。〃
Emily named the landlady of the inn at Zeeland： she could now place the right interpretation on Mrs。 Rook's conduct； when the locket had been put into her hand at Netherwoods。 Doctor Allday answered shortly and stiffly： he had never even seen Mrs。 Rook。 Emily mentioned Miss Jethro nextand saw at once that she had interested him。
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