As she spoke, Stan eyed the debutante. Physically, there was not evedently anything wrong with her, but she was rather... off Oh, he did not know any of his patients particularly well, save perhaps for the more valetudinarian ones, but each tended to have the same demenaour each time he saw them, and Miss Alardice's was not matching up. And yet, if she were properly ill, Stan thought, surely her parents would have arranged for a house call?
"Not what you say, no," the healer answered carefully, "but of course, I would not be doing my duty as your physician if I did not report if something were seriously amiss." She was too old, certainly, to be getting her monthlies only just now, so at least Wystan was spared the embarrassment of having to explain to the witch her menstrual cycle.
"Your father may know that you came to see me, if he is the sort to be... meticulous about bills."
His desire as a man of medicine for her to divulge the reason for her visit was at odds with his reluctance as a man of honour to lie to her.
"Not what you say, no," the healer answered carefully, "but of course, I would not be doing my duty as your physician if I did not report if something were seriously amiss." She was too old, certainly, to be getting her monthlies only just now, so at least Wystan was spared the embarrassment of having to explain to the witch her menstrual cycle.
"Your father may know that you came to see me, if he is the sort to be... meticulous about bills."
His desire as a man of medicine for her to divulge the reason for her visit was at odds with his reluctance as a man of honour to lie to her.
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