"I would order bread pills, if I thought they would answer the purpose." "That would be nice. But you haven't answered my question. What were you and Miss Blagden talking about?" "About doctors; she hasn't much faith in men of my profession." "Or of any other, I fancy. What do you think of her?" "That is a leading question, Mrs. Wyman; I haven't thought very much about her so far, I have thought more of you." "Oh, you naughty flatterer!" said the[Pg 49] widow, graciously. "Not that I believe you. Men are such deceivers." [Pg 49] "Do ladies never deceive?" "You ought to have been a lawyer, you ask such pointed questions. Really, Dr. Fenwick, I am quite afraid of you." "There's no occasion. I am quite harmless, I do assure you. The time to be afraid of me is when you call me in as a physician." "Excuse me, doctor, but Mrs. Gray is about to make an announcement." We both turned our glances upon the landlady. [Pg 50] [Pg 50] CHAPTER VI. COUNT PENELLI. CHAPTER VI. COUNT PENELLI. Mrs. Gray was a lady of the old school. She was the widow of a merchant supposed to be rich, and in the days of her magnificence had lived in a large mansion on Fourteenth Street, and kept her carriage. When her husband died suddenly of apoplexy his fortune melted away, and she found herself possessed of expensive tastes, and a pittance of two thousand dollars. She was practical, however, and with a part of her money bought an old established boarding-house on Waverley Place. This she had conducted for ten years, and it