Mohun.
'No, I did not, I was so tired when I came back from poor John Ray's
funeral, that I thought I would take a holiday, and sleep at home.'
'I am afraid you have not profited by your night's rest,' said Emily,
'you look as if you had a horrible headache.'
'Now,' said Mr. Mohun, 'I prescribe for you that you go home and lie
down. I am going to Raynham, and I will tell your friend there that
you want help for the evening service. Do not think of moving again
to-day. I shall send Claude home with you to see that you obey my
prescription.'
Claude went home with his cousin, and his sisters saw him no more
till late in the day, when he came to tell them that Mr. Mohun had
brought back Dr. Leslie from Raynham with him, that Dr. Leslie had
seen Mr. Devereux, and had pronounced that he had certainly caught
the fever.
Lily had made up her mind to this for some time, but still it seemed
almost as great a blow as if it had come without any preparation.
The next day was the first Sunday that Mr. Devereux had not read the
service since he had been Rector of Beechcroft. The villagers looked
sadly at the stranger who appeared in his place, and many tears were
shed when the prayers of the congregation were desired for Robert
Devereux, and Thomas and Martha Naylor.
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