"
"That is your business. For my own part, I know of no one who can wish
her ladyship any evil."
"Is my lord with her?"
"I don't know whether that is your business. I have already told you
that he is gone. If you join your mistress in Berne, you will very soon
find out if he is there as well." Something in his tone made Fanny look
up quickly. But his face revealed nothing. "What shall you do then?"
asked the doctor. "You must make up your mind quickly whether you will
go back to England or whether you will go on to Switzerland. You cannot
stay here, because I am putting together the last things, and I shall
give the landlord the key of the house this evening. All the bills are
paid, and I am going to leave the place."
"I do not understand. There is the patient," she murmured vaguely.
"What does it mean? I cannot understand."
"My good creature," he replied roughly, "what the devil does it matter
to me whether you understand or whether you do not understand? Her
ladyship is, as I have told you, at Berne. If you please to follow her
there, do so. It is your own affair, not mine. If you prefer to go back
to London, do so. Still--your own affair. Is there anything else to
say?"
Nothing.
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