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IT was toward the end of the following month, when the winter had set in, that Judge Herford was seized with one of his bad attacks of lumbago.
Dr. Gerry, summoned by Diane, found his patient in the library. The judge's figure, which had the habit of appearing so massive when seated, still retained its large dignity of pose, for the deep cushions of his chair concealed the humiliating twist which the disease had not failed to inflict on its victim's aristocratic muscles; but his temper, never of an amiable turn, had gained nothing under the visitation. He did not hesitate to scowl openly as his old friend appeared carrying, as usual, the small black bag with which the rural practitioner arms himself for the worst emergencies.