Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (17) Copper Beech Farm (Part 07)
Anthony sat with the sleeping Charlotte for about ten minutes and then went downstairs to make a coffee and while he was in the kitchen finishing his drink he had a thought.
He went to the office and opened the key box and having retrieved the appropriate key he went across the yard to Charlotte’s rooms.
He wasn’t really comfortable going through her drawers but he thought she would prefer to see the doctor properly dressed than not.
He found a nightdress, some pyjamas and some pants and socks.
With the appropriate items in hand he returned to the house but then another thought occurred to him how was he going to get her into them?
She had balked at his suggestion that she should move into the house so he was certain sure she wouldn’t be happy with him changing her knickers.
The answer to the problem was Lynda Radcliffe, he simply phoned Lynda and explained his dilemma and she agreed she would come to the farm early, but that she wouldn’t have time to get the pizza.
“Don’t worry I’ll cook” he said
So Anthony divided his time that afternoon between checking on Charlotte and cooking dinner.
Lynda arrived at the farm just after 5 o’clock, looking a little over dressed for the occasion and went straight upstairs to redress Charlotte and she was still up there when he heard someone at the front door.
It was Doctor Browning, a tall, broad, jovial looking man in his early thirties.
“Mr Holmes?” he said
“How’s the patient?”
“Still burning up” he replied
“Ok show me the way” he said somewhat concerned so Anthony led him up the stairs and when they reached the landing Lynda was just leaving the bedroom.
“Oh Lynda Radcliffe, what a lovely surprise” the Doctor said
“Oh hello Doctor”
“Call me Elliott”
Lynda then showed him in and Anthony went back to the kitchen.
Dr Browning came downstairs a little happier than when he went up even though Charlottes temperature hadn’t yet broken.
He was satisfied she wasn’t getting any worse for the time being anyway, but if it got onto her chest he would prescribe antibiotics.
But he hoped the fever would break over the following 48 hours.
“She’s awake now” Elliott said as he walked into the kitchen
“And would love a cup of tea”
“Ok I’ll take one up” Anthony responded
“I say something smells delicious” he said
“It’s only Pasticcio” Anthony said “You are welcome to join us”
“Nothing would give me greater pleasure, Good food and even better company” he said looking at Lynda as he said company “but alas I have a full list”
“Another time perhaps” Anthony suggested
“That would be lovely, don’t you think Lynda” he asked
“Oh yes indeed yes” she blurted out a little flustered
After the Doctor had left Anthony went upstairs to check on Charlotte and took her up a cup of tea but she had drifted off to sleep again so he left the tea on the bedside table.
“My God has he got it bad” Anthony said when he returned down stairs,
“What do you mean?” she asked innocently
“I mean I felt like a gooseberry” he said “As soon as he saw you that was all he could see”
“Oh you do exaggerate” Lynda said
“And he was flirting outrageously and he wasn’t flirting with me”
Anthony pointed out
“So what’s holding you back?”