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Post by Raoul on Oct 8, 2006 9:00:25 GMT -5
*Raoul entered with Marianne in his arms and placed her on the bed.*I have had a maid go for the doctor. He will be here soon.
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 9:03:18 GMT -5
Fear flashed behind Marianne's eyes but she said nothing.
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Post by magenta on Oct 8, 2006 9:05:09 GMT -5
((Fear? Aren't you, you know, his wife?))
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Post by Raoul on Oct 8, 2006 9:07:57 GMT -5
((To be honest if it was Mac I would be afraid anyway...))
*Raoul turned to see the doctor enter and then left the room.*
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Post by Dr Macartney on Oct 8, 2006 9:09:36 GMT -5
*Mac entered carring a clipboard and sat down in a chair at the side of the bed.* Well, Viscountess what seems to be the problem?
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 9:13:22 GMT -5
"There's no problem," Marianne replied instantly. "Raoul is just over protective sometimes, it was sweet of him to call the doctor but really, nothing's wrong, I just felt a little light-headed, that's all, nothing to get worried about..."
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Post by Irene on Oct 8, 2006 9:15:53 GMT -5
((Please tell me you don't have one of those slow lingering movie diseases where you get more beautiful the sicker you get. And end up dying with alot of coughing, while denying that anything's wrong.))
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Post by Dr Macartney on Oct 8, 2006 9:17:51 GMT -5
*Mac shook his head.* I suspect that to be a lie. *He leaned forward.* I kept total patient confidentially Madame.Nothing you tell me has to go to your husband.
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 9:22:24 GMT -5
"Are... you telling the truth?" Marianne asked warily, her voice barely above a whisper. She realized her hands were shaking, and she clenched them together tightly.
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Post by Dr Macartney on Oct 8, 2006 9:25:46 GMT -5
*Mac nodded.* Every word.
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 9:28:10 GMT -5
Tears threatened to spill over and Marianne stared down into her lap, her vision blurring.
"He'll kill me," she whispered.
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Post by Dr Macartney on Oct 8, 2006 9:31:44 GMT -5
*Mac shook his head.* I doubt it. Whatever the Viscount's faults I'm sure he loves you too much for that.*Mac sat up a little straighter.* Now, what is it that happened?
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 9:35:21 GMT -5
"I... I became pregnant."
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Post by Dr Macartney on Oct 8, 2006 9:40:36 GMT -5
*Mac frowned.* Surely that is no great crime.Most nobility want heirs do they not?
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Post by Rose on Oct 8, 2006 9:41:25 GMT -5
"But I didn't," Marianne replied, and her voice cracked, and she buried her face in her hands.
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