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and as he laid it down。 Mr。 Goodchild wishes to add that he considers it
a very good likeness。
It came out in the course of a little conversation； that Doctor Speddie
was acquainted with some friends of Thomas Idle's； and had； when a
young man； passed some years in Thomas Idle's birthplace on the other
side of England。 Certain idle labours； the fruit of Mr。 Goodchild's
apprenticeship； also happened to be well known to him。 The lazy travellers
were thus placed on a more intimate footing with the Doctor than the
casual circumstances of the meeting would of themselves have established；
and when Doctor Speddie rose to go home； remarking that he would send
his assistant with the lotion； Francis Goodchild said that was unnecessary；
for； by the Doctor's leave； he would accompany him； and bring it back。
（Having done nothing to fatigue himself for a full quarter of an hour；
Francis began to fear that he was not in a state of idleness。）
Doctor Speddie politely assented to the proposition of Francis
Goodchild； 'as it would give him the pleasure of enjoying a few more
minutes of Mr。 Goodchild's society than he could otherwise have hoped
for；' and they went out together into the village street。 The rain had
nearly ceased； the clouds had broken before a cool wind from the north…
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east； and stars were shining from the peaceful heights beyond them。
Doctor Speddie's house was the last house in the place。 Beyond it；
lay the moor； all dark and lonesome。 The wind moaned in a low； dull；
shivering manner round the little garden； like a houseless creature that
knew the winter was coming。 It was exceedingly wild and solitary。
'Roses；' said the Doctor； when Goodchild touched some wet leaves
overhanging the stone porch； 'but they get cut to pieces。'
The Doctor opened the door with a key he carried； and led the way
into a low but pretty ample hall with rooms on either side。 The door of
one of these stood open； and the Doctor entered it； with a word of
welcome to his guest。 It； too； was a low room； half surgery and half
parlour； with shelves of books and bottles against the walls； which were of
a very dark hue。 There was a fire in the grate； the night being damp and
chill。 Leaning against the chimney…piece looking down into it； stood the
Doctor's Assistant。
A man of a most remarkable appearance。 Much older than Mr。
Goodchild had expected； for he was at least two…and…fifty； but； that was
nothing。 What was startling in him was his remarkable paleness。 His
large black eyes； his sunken cheeks； his long and heavy iron…grey hair； his
wasted hands； and even the attenuation of his figure； were at first forgotten
in his extraordinary pallor。 There was no vestige of colour in the man。
When he turned his face； Francis Goodchild started as if a stone figure had
looked round at him。
'Mr。 Lorn；' said the Doctor。 'Mr。 Goodchild。'
The Assistant； in a distraught way … as if he had forgotten something …
as if he had forgotten everything； even to his own name and himself …
acknowledged the visitor's presence； and stepped further back into the
shadow of the wall behind him。 But； he was so pale that his face stood
out in relief again the dark wall； and really could not be hidden so。
'Mr。 Goodchild's friend has met with accident； Lorn；' said Doctor
Speddie。 'We want the lotion for a bad sprain。'
A pause。
'My dear fellow； you are more than usually absent to…night。 The
lotion for a bad sprain。'
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'Ah！ yes！ Directly。'
He was evidently relieved to turn away； and to take his white face and
his wild eyes to a table in a recess among the bottles。 But； though he
stood there； compounding the lotion with his back towards them；
Goodchild could not； for many moments； withdraw his gaze from the man。
When he at length did so； he found the Doctor observing him； with some
trouble in his face。 'He is absent；' explained the Doctor； in a low voice。
'Always absent。 Very absent。'
'Is he ill？'
'No； not ill。'
'Unhappy？'
'I have my suspicions that he was；' assented the Doctor； 'once。'
Francis Goodchild could not but observe that the Doctor accompanied
these words with a benignant and protecting glance at their subject； in
which there was much of the expression with which an attached father
might have looked at a heavily afflicted son。 Yet； that they were not
father and son must have been plain to most eyes。 The Assistant； on the
other hand； turning presently to ask the Doctor some question； looked at
him with a wan smile as if he were his whole reliance and sustainment in
life。
It was in vain for the Doctor in his easy…chair； to try to lead the mind
of Mr。 Goodchild in the opposite easy…chair； away from what was before
him。 Let Mr。 Goodchild do what he would to follow the Doctor； his eyes
and thoughts reverted to the Assistant。 The Doctor soon perceived it； and；
after falling silent； and musing in a little perplexity； said：
'Lorn！'
'My dear Doctor。'
'Would you go to the Inn； and apply that lotion？ You will show the
best way of applying it； far better than Mr。 Goodchild can。'
'With pleasure。'
The Assistant took his hat； and passed like a shadow to the door。
'Lorn！' said the Doctor； calling after him。
He returned。
'Mr。 Goodchild will keep me company till you come home。 Don't
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hurry。 Excuse my calling you back。'
'It is not；' said the Assistant； with his former smile； 'the first time you
have called me back； dear Doctor。' With those words he went away。
'Mr。 Goodchild；' said Doctor Speddie； in a low voice； and with his
former troubled expression of face； 'I have seen that your attention has
been concentrated on my friend。'
'He fascinates me。 I must apologise to you； but he has quite
bewildered and mastered me。'
'I find that a lonely existence and a long secret；' said the Doctor；
drawing his chair a little nearer to Mr。 Goodchild's； 'become in the course
of time very heavy。 I will tell you something。 You may make what use
you will of it； under fictitious names。 I know I may trust you。 I am the
more inclined to confidence to…night； through having been unexpectedly
led back； by the current of our conversation at the Inn； to scenes in my
early life。 Will you please to draw a little nearer？'
Mr。 Goodchild drew a little nearer； and the Doctor went on thus：
speaking； for the most part； in so cautious a voice； that the wind； though it
was far from high； occasionally got the better of him。
When this present nineteenth century was younger by a good many
years than it is now； a certain friend of mine； named Arthur Holliday；
happened to arrive in the town of Doncaster； exactly in the middle of a
race…week； or； in other words； in the middle of the month of September。
He was one of those reckless； rattle…pated； open…hearted； and open…
mouthed young gentlemen； who possess the gift of familiarity in its
highest perfection； and who scramble carelessly along the journey of life
making friends； as the phrase is； wherever they go。 His father was a rich
manufacturer； and had bought landed property enough in one of the
midland counties to mak