e General said, "and as foin a pair of high-stepping bee
horses as ever a gentleman need sit behoind, let alone a docthor.
There's no ind to the proide and ar'gance of them docthors,
nowadays--not but that is a good one, and a scoientific cyarkter, and
a roight good fellow, bedad; and he's brought the poor little girl well
troo her faver, Bows, me boy;" and so pleased was Mr. Costigan with the
Doctor's behaviour and skill, that, whenever he met Dr. Goodenough's
carriage in future, he made a point of saluting it and the physician
inside, in as courteous and magnificent a manner, as if Dr. Goodenough
had been the Lord Liftenant himself, and Captain Costigan had been in
his glory in Phaynix Park.

The widow's gratitude to the physician knew no bounds--or scarcely any
bounds, at least. The kind gentleman laughed at the idea of taking a
fee from a literary man, or the widow of a brother practitioner; and she
determined when she got to Fairoaks that she would send Goodenough the
silver-gilt vase, the jewel of the house, and the glory of the late John
Pendennis, preserved in green baize, and presented to him at Bath, by
the Lady Elizabeth Firebrace, on the recovery of her son, the late Sir
Anthony Firebrace, from the scarlet fever. Hippocrates, Hygeia, King
Bladud, and a wreath of serpents surmount the cup to this day; which was
executed in their finest manner by Messrs. Abednego, of Milsom Street;
and the inscription was by Mr. Birch, tutor to the young baronet.

This priceless gem of art the widow determined to devote to Goodenough,
the preserver of her son; and there was scarcely any other favour which
her gratitude would not have conferred upon him, except one, which he
desired most, and which was that she should think a little charitably
and kindly of poor Fanny, of whose artless, sad story he had got
something during his interviews with her, and of whom he was induced to
think very kindly,--not being disposed, indeed, to give much credit to
Pen for his conduct in the affair, or not knowing what that conduct
had been. He knew enough, however, to be aware that the poor infatuated
little girl was without stain as yet; that while she had been in Pen's
room it was to see the last of him, as she thought, and that Arthur was
scarcely aware of her presence; and that she suffered under the deepest
and most pitiful grief, at the idea of losing him, dead or living.

But on the one or two occasions when Goodenough alluded to Fanny,