"
Woodward walked about and seemed absorbed in thought.
"It is a painful thing, mother," said he, "that Charles is so long
recovering. Do you know that I am half inclined to think he will never
recover? His wound was a dreadful one, and its consequences on his
constitution will, I fear, be fatal."
"I hope not, Harry," she replied, "for ever since his illness I have
found that my heart gathers about him with an affection that I have
never felt for him before."
"Your resolution, then, is fixed, I suppose, to leave him your
property?"
"It is fixed; there is, or can be, no doubt about it. Once I come to a
determination I am immovable. We shall be able to wheedle Lord
Cockletown and his niece."
Harry paused a moment, then passed out of the room, and retired to his
own apartment.
Here he remained for hours. At the close of the evening he appeared in
the withdrawing-room, but still in a silent and gloomy state.
The perfect cure of Miss Goodwin had spread like wildfire, and reached
the whole country.
Greatrake's reputation was then at its highest, and the number of his
cures was the theme of all conversation, Barney Casey had well marked
Woodward since his return from Ballyspellan, and having heard, in
connection with others, that Miss Goodwin had been cured by Greatrakes,
he resolved to keep his eye upon him, and, indeed, as the event will
prove, it was well he did so.
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