In
the forenoon of the day following that unlucky dinner, I went with my
friend to the banking-house whither Mr. Luce's letter directed us, and
carried away with me the principal sum, in which the Campaigner said
Colonel Newcome was indebted to her, with the interest accurately
computed and reimbursed. Clive went off with a pocketful of money to the
dear old Poor Brother of Grey Friars; and he promised to return with his
father, and dine with my wife in Queen Square. I had received a letter
from Laura by the morning's post, announcing her return by the express
train from Newcome, and desiring that a spare bedroom should be got ready
for a friend who accompanied her.
On reaching Howland Street, Clive's door was opened, rather to my
surprise, by the rebellious maid-servant who had received her dismissal
on the previous night; and the doctor's carriage drove up as she was
still speaking to me. The polite practitioner sped upstairs to Mrs.
Newcome's apartment. Mrs. Mackenzie, in a robe-de-chambre and cap very
different from yesterday's, came out eagerly to meet the physician on the
landing.
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