"You don't give one the idea of a nervous man, either, Bathurst." "Well, I am, Doctor, constitutionally, indeed terribly so." "Not in business matters, anyhow," the Doctor said, with a smile. "You have the reputation of not minding in the slightest what responsibility you take upon yourself, and of carrying out what you undertake in the most resolute, I won't say high handed, manner." "No, it doesn't come in there," Bathurst laughed. "Morally I am not nervous so far as I know, physically I am. I would give a great deal if I could get over it, but, as I have said, it is constitutional." "Not on your father's side, Bathurst. I knew him well, and he was a very gallant officer." "No, it was the other side," Bathurst said; "I will tell you about it some day." At this moment another friend of Bathurst's came up and entered into conversation with him. "Well, I will go upstairs to the billiard room," the Doctor said; "and you will find me there, Bathurst, whenever you feel disposed to go." Copyright © 2004-2005 Classic Book Library |