"
"It's very strange," said Lord Hartledon.
"At times it has occurred to me that she has something on her mind,"
continued Sir Alexander. "Upon my delicately hinting this opinion to Lady
Hartledon, she denied it with a vehemence which caused me to suspect that
I was correct. Does your lordship know of anything likely to--to torment
her?"
"Not anything," replied Lord Hartledon, confidently. "I think I can
assure you that there is nothing of the sort."
And he spoke according to his belief; for he knew of nothing. He would
have supposed it simply impossible that Lady Hartledon had been made
privy to the dreadful secret which had weighed on him; and he never gave
that a thought.
Sir Alexander nodded, reassured on the point.
"I should wish for a consultation, if your lordship has no objection."
"Then pray call it without delay. Have anything, do anything, that may
conduce to Lady Hartledon's recovery. You do not suspect heart-disease?"
"The symptoms are not those of any heart-disease known to me. Lady Kirton
spoke to me of this; but I see nothing to apprehend at present on that
score. If there's any latent affection, it has not yet shown itself. Then
we'll arrange the consultation for to-morrow."
Sir Alexander Pepps was bowed out; and the consultation took place; which
left the matter just where it was before. The wise doctors thought there
was nothing radically wrong; but strongly recommended change of air.
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