London at the End of the Century:A Book of Gossip
a Beckett, Arthur William
1900
DR. MAYFAIR AND HIS PATIENTS.
How did I come to travel to ? Why, thanks to I | |
315 | had been sounded and thumped and made to jump on one leg. Then my medical friend had listened to my breathing, with the assistance of a stethoscope, as if he were trying to carry on a conversation with some distant friend through a slightly damaged telephone. |
said the doctor, laying down the stethoscope, | |
I explained that rest was out of the question, but I might perhaps steal an occasional away from town. | |
he continued, | |
I replied; | |
admitted the worthy nineteenth century representative of AEsculapius. | |
said my medical mentor in a tone of disappointment. | |
So from this I gathered that the Kentish-Sussex had a kinship (in air) with Switzerland, the Highlands, and Italy. I am nothing if not practical, and so I call upon health-seekers to make a note of this conjecture. | |
Then Tunbridge had a further advantage. It was within easy reach of town and served by two excellent railway companies. First there was the South Eastern, which landed you at the foot of Mount Pleasant (which by the way might be called Mount Unpleasant when you have to ascend it), close to on Mount Ephraim and in Calverley Park; and next there was the London, Brighton and South Coast, which invited you to descend (a much better phrase than ) in the neighbourhood of The fares of these trains were reasonable, and the time-tables entirely satisfactory. I found I could get to Tunbridge Wells in little over an hour, and that the starting fixtures were well selected. What more could be desired by a Londoner attracted to town by the magnet of editorial work? | |