Rosshalde
“Veraguth had finished a new study, which he wished to carry himself. Now he knew exactly how the picture had to be and felt confident of mastering it in a few days.
“We’ll be coming out again tomorrow morning,” he cried joyfully, blinking with tired eyes at the dazzling noonday world.
Robert unbuttoned his jacket with deliberation and took a piece of paper from his inside pocket. It was a rather rumpled envelope with no address.
“This is for you.”
“From whom?”
“From the doctor. He came looking ...for you at ten o’clock, but I told him I couldn’t call you away from your work.”
“You did well. And now forward march!”
The servant went ahead with knapsack, camp chair, and easel. Veraguth stayed behind and, suspecting bad news, opened the envelope. It contained only the doctor’s visiting card with a message scribbled hastily and none too legibly in pencil: “Please come to see me this afternoon, I should like to speak to you about Pierre. His indisposition is not as insignificant as I thought preferable to tell your wife.MoreLess
“We’ll be coming out again tomorrow morning,” he cried joyfully, blinking with tired eyes at the dazzling noonday world.
Robert unbuttoned his jacket with deliberation and took a piece of paper from his inside pocket. It was a rather rumpled envelope with no address.
“This is for you.”
“From whom?”
“From the doctor. He came looking ...for you at ten o’clock, but I told him I couldn’t call you away from your work.”
“You did well. And now forward march!”
The servant went ahead with knapsack, camp chair, and easel. Veraguth stayed behind and, suspecting bad news, opened the envelope. It contained only the doctor’s visiting card with a message scribbled hastily and none too legibly in pencil: “Please come to see me this afternoon, I should like to speak to you about Pierre. His indisposition is not as insignificant as I thought preferable to tell your wife.MoreLess
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