slowly。　If　you　are　here　in　an　hour；　you　will　be　here　in　time　to
  receive　them。　That　is　the　message。　Who　is　this　gentleman　who
  appears　to　be　anxious　to　speak　to　me？　The　mayor？　If　you　wish　to
  see　my　passport；　sir；　my　servant　will　show　it　to　you。　No？　You
  wish　to　welcome　me　to　the　place；　and　to　offer　your　services？　I　am
  infinitely　flattered。　If　you　have　any　authority　to　shorten　the
  performances　of　your　town　band；　you　would　be　doing　me　a　kindness
  to　exert　it。　My　nerves　are　irritable；　and　I　dislike　music。　Where
  is　the　landlord？　No；　I　want　to　see　my　rooms。　I　don't　want　your
  arm；　I　can　get　upstairs　with　the　help　of　my　stick。　Mr。　Mayor　and
  Mr。　Doctor；　we　need　not　detain　one　another　any　longer。　I　wish　you
  good…night。〃
  Both　mayor　and　doctor　looked　after　the　Scotchman　as　he　limped
  upstairs；　and　shook　their　heads　together　in　mute　disapproval　of
  him。　The　ladies；　as　usual；　went　a　step　further；　and　expressed
  their　opinions　openly　in　the　plainest　words。　The　case　under
  consideration　（so　far　as　_they_　were　concerned）　was　the
  scandalous　case　of　a　man　who　had　passed　them　over　entirely
  without　notice。　Mrs。　Mayor　could　only　attribute　such　an　outrage
  to　the　native　ferocity　of　a　savage。　Mrs。　Doctor　took　a　stronger
  view　still；　and　considered　it　as　proceeding　from　the　inbred
  brutality　of　a　hog。
  The　hour　of　waiting　for　the　traveling…carriage　wore　on；　and　the
  creeping　night　stole　up　the　hillsides　softly。　One　by　one　the
  stars　appeared；　and　the　first　lights　twinkled　in　the　windows　of
  the　inn。　As　the　darkness　came；　the　last　idlers　deserted　the
  square；　as　the　darkness　came；　the　mighty　silence　of　the　forest
  above　flowed　in　on　the　valley；　and　strangely　and　suddenly　hushed
  the　lonely　little　town。
  The　hour　of　waiting　wore　out；　and　the　figure　of　the　doctor；
  walking　backward　and　forward　anxiously；　was　still　the　only　living
  figure　left　in　the　square。　Five　minutes；　ten　minutes；　twenty
  minutes；　were　counted　out　by　the　doctor's　watch；　before　the　first
  sound　came　through　the　night　silence　to　warn　him　of　the
  approaching　carriage。　Slowly　it　emerged　into　the　square；　at　the
  walking　pace　of　the　horses；　and　drew　up；　as　a　hearse　might　have
  drawn　up；　at　the　door　of　the　inn。
  〃Is　the　doctor　here？〃　asked　a　woman's　voice；　speaking；　out　of　the
  darkness　of　the　carriage；　in　the　French　language。
  〃I　am　here；　madam；〃　replied　the　doctor；　taking　a　light　from　the
  landlord's　hand　and　opening　the　carriage　door。
  The　first　face　that　the　light　fell　on　was　the　face　of　the　lady
  who　had　just　spokena　young；　darkly　beautiful　woman；　with　the
  tears　standing　thick　and　bright　in　her　eager　black　eyes。　The
  second　face　revealed　was　the　face　of　a　shriveled　old　negress；
  sitting　opposite　the　lady　on　the　back　seat。　The　third　was　the
  face　of　a　little　sleeping　child　in　the　negress's　lap。　With　a
  quick　gesture　of　impatience；　the　lady　signed　to　the　nurse　to
  leave　the　carriage　first　with　the　child。　〃Pray　take　them　out　of
  the　way；〃　she　said　to　the　landlady；　〃pray　take　them　to　their
  room。〃　She　got　out　herself　when　her　request　had　been　complied
  with。　Then　the　light　fell　clear　for　the　first　time　on　the　further
  side　of　the　carriage；　and　the　fourth　traveler　was　disclosed　to
  view。
  He　lay　helpless　on　a　mattress；　supported　by　a　stretcher；　his
  hair；　long　and　disordered；　under　a　black　skull…cap；　his　eyes　wide
  open；　rolling　to　and　fro　ceaselessly　anxious；　the　rest　of　his
  face　as　void　of　all　expression　of　the　character　within　him；　and
  the　thought　within　him；　as　if　he　had　been　dead。　There　was　no
  looking　at　him　now；　and　guessing　what　he　might　once　have　been。
  The　leaden　blank　of　his　face　met　every　question　as　to　his　age；
  his　rank；　his　temper；　and　his　looks　which　that　face　might　once
  have　answered；　in　impenetrable　silence。　Nothing　spoke　for　him　now
  but　the　shock　that　had　struck　him　with　the　death…in…life　of
  paralysis。　The　doctor's　eye　questioned　his　lower　limbs；　and
  Death…in…Life　answered；　_I　am　here。_　The　doctor's　eye；　rising
  attentively　by　way　of　his　hands　and　arms；　questioned　upward　and
  upward　to　the　muscles　round　his　mouth；　and　Death…in…Life
  answered；　_I　am　coming。_
  In　the　face　of　a　calamity　so　unsparing　and　so　dreadful；　there　was
  nothing　to　be　said。　The　silent　sympathy　of　help　was　all　that
  could　be　offered　to　the　woman　who　stood　weeping　at　the　carriage
  door。
  As　they　bore　him　on　his　bed　across　the　hall　of　the　hotel；　his
  wandering　eyes　encountered　the　face　of　his　wife。　They　rested　on
  her　for　a　moment；　and　in　that　moment　he　spoke。
  〃The　child？〃　he　said　in　English；　with　a　slow；　thick；　laboring
  articulation。
  〃The　child　is　safe　upstairs；〃　she　answered；　faintly。
  〃My　desk？〃
  〃It　is　in　my　hands。　Look！　I　won't　trust　it　to　anybody；　I　am
  taking　care　of　it　for　you　myself。〃
  He　closed　his　eyes　for　the　first　time　after　that　answer；　and　said
  no　more。　Tenderly　and　skillfully　he　was　carried　up　the　stairs；
  with　his　wife　on　one　side　of　him；　and　the　doctor　（ominously
  silent）　on　the　other。　The　landlord　and　the　servants　following　saw
  the　door　of　his　room　open　and　close　on　him；　heard　the　lady　burst
  out　crying　hysterically　as　soon　as　she　was　alone　with　the　doctor
  and　the　sick　man；　saw　the　doctor　come　out；　half　an　hour　later；
  with　his　ruddy　face　a　shade　paler　than　usual；　pressed　him　eagerly
  for　information；　and　received　but　one　answer　to　all　their
  inquiries〃Wait　till　I　have　seen　him　to…morrow。　Ask　me　nothing
  to…night。〃　They　all　knew　the　doctor's　ways；　and　they　augured　ill
  when　he　left　them　hurriedly　with　that　reply。
  So　the　two　first　English　visitors　of　the　year　came　to　the　Baths
  of　Wildbad　in　the　season　of　eighteen　hundred　and　thirty…two。
  CHAPTER　II。
  THE　SOLID　SIDE　OF　THE　SCOTCH　CHARACTER。
  AT　ten　o'clock　the　next　morning；　Mr。　Nealwaiting　for　the
  medical　visit　which　he　had　himself　appointed　for　that
  hourlooked　at　his　watch；　and　discovered；　to　his　amazement；　that
  he　was　waiting　in　vain。　It　was　close　on　eleven　when　the　door
  opened　at　last；　and　the　doctor　entered　the　room。
  〃I　appointed　ten　o'clock　for　your　visit；〃　said　Mr。　Neal。　〃In　my
  country；　a　medical　man　is　a　punctual　man。〃
  〃In　my　country；〃　returned　the　doctor；　without　the　least
  ill…humor；　〃a　medical　man　is　exactly　like　other　menhe　is　at　the
  mercy　of　accidents。　Pray　grant　me　your　pardon；　sir；　for　being　so
  long　after　my　time；　I　have　been　detained　by　a　very　distressing
  casethe　case　of　Mr。　Armadale；　whose　traveling…carriage　you
  passed　on　the　road　yesterday。〃
  Mr。　Neal　looked　at　his　medical　attendant　with　a　sour　surprise。
  There　was　a　latent　anxiety　in　the　doctor's　eye；　a　latent
  preoccupation　in　the　doctor's　manner；　which　he　was　at　a　loss　to
  account　for。　For　a　moment　the　two　faces　confronted　each　other
  silently；　in　marked　national　contrastthe　Scotchman's；　long　and
  lean；　hard　and　regular；　the　German's；　plump　and　florid；　soft　and
  shapeless。　One　face　looked　as　if　it　had　never　been　young；　the
  other；　as　if　it　would　never　grow　old。
  〃Might　I　venture　to　remind　you；〃　said　Mr。　Neal；　〃that　the　case
  now　under　consideration　is　MY　case；　and　not　Mr。　Armadale's？〃
  〃Certainly；〃　replied　the　doctor；　still　vacillating　between　the
  case　he　had　come　to　see　and　the　case　he　had　just　left。　〃You
  appear　to　be　suffering　from　lameness；　let　me　look　at　your　foot。〃
  Mr。　Neal's　malady；　however　serious　it　might　be　in　his　own
  estimation；　was　of　no　extraordinary　importance　in　a　medical　poi
  nt　of　view。　He　was　suffering　from　a　rheumatic　affection　of　the
  ankle…joint。　The　necessary　questions　were　asked　and　answered　and
  the　necessary　baths　were　prescribed。　In　ten　minutes　the
  consultation　was　at　an　end；　and　the　patient　was　waiting　in
  significant　silence　for　the　medical　adviser　to　take　his　leave。
  〃I　cannot　conceal　from　myself；〃　said　the　doctor；　rising；　and
  hesitating　a　little；　〃that　I　am　intruding　on　you。　But　I　am
  compelled　to　beg　your　indulgence　if　I　return　to　the　subject　of
  Mr。　Armadale。〃
  〃May　I　ask　what　compels　you？〃
  〃The　duty　which　I　owe　as　a　Christian；〃　answered　the　doctor；　〃to　a
  dying　man。〃
  Mr。　Neal　started。　Those　who　touched　his　sense　of　religious　duty
  touched　the　quickest　sense　in　his　nature。
  〃You　have　established　your　claim　on　my　attention；〃　he　said；
  gravely。　〃My　time　is　yours。〃
  〃I　will　not　abuse　your　kindness；〃　replied　the　doctor；　resuming
  his　chair。　〃I　will　be　as　short　as　I　can。　Mr。　Armadale's　case　is
  briefly　this：　He　has　passed　the　greater　part　of　his　life　in　the
  West　Indiesa　wild　life；　and　a　vicious　life；　by　his　own
  confession。　Shortly　after　his　marriagenow　some　three　years
  sincethe　first　symptoms　of　an　approaching　paralytic　affection
  began　to　show　themselves；　and　his　medical　advisers　ordered　him
  away　to　try　the　climate　of　Europe。　Since　leaving　the　West　Indies
  he　has　lived　principally　in　Italy；　with　no　benefit　to　his　health。
  From　Italy；　before　the　last　seizure　attacked　him；　he　removed　to
  Switzerland；　and　from　Switzerland　he　has　been　sent　to　this　place。
  So　much　I　know　from　his　doctor's　report；　the　rest　I　can　tell　you
  from　my　own　personal　experience。　Mr。　Armadale　has　been　sent　to
  Wildbad　too　late：　he　is　virtually　a　dead　man。　The　paralysis　is
  fast　spreading　upward；　and　disease　of　the　lower　part　of　the　spine
  has　already　taken　place。　He　can　still　move　his　hands　a　little；
  but　he　can　hold　nothing　in　his　fingers。　He　can　still　articulate；
  but　he　may　wa