''
``Yet a moment, Doctor---what languages do
you understand?''
``Latin and French I can speak indifferently,
and so as to be understood; and I read a little
Italian.''
``But no Portuguese or Spanish?'' continued the
stranger.
``No, sir.''
``That is unlucky. But you may make her
understand you by means of French. Take notice,
you are to comply with her request in every thing
---if you want means to do so, you may apply to
me.''
``May I ask, sir, by what name the lady is to
be------''
``It is totally indifferent,'' said the stranger, interrupting
the question; `` you shall know it at
more leisure.''
So saying, he threw his ample cloak about him,
turning himself half round to assist the operation,
with an air which the Doctor would have found it
difficult to imitate, and walked down the street to
the little inn. Here he paid and dismissed the
postilions, and shut himself up in an apartment,
ordering no one to be admitted till the Doctor
should call.
The Doctor, when he returned to his patient's
apartment, found his wife in great surprise, which,
as is usual with persons of her character, was not
unmixed with fear and anxiety.
``She cannot speak a word like a Christian
being,'' said Mrs Gray.
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