01 The Diamond Throne by Eddings David

Author:Eddings, David [David, Eddings,]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T11:00:00.658000+00:00

Doctor Voldi was a fussy little man in his sixties. His hair was thinning on top, and he had carefully combed it forward to conceal the fact. It was quite obvious that he dyed it to hide the encroaching grey. He removed his dark cloak, and Sparhawk saw that he wore a white linen smock. He smelled of chemicals, and he had an enormous opinion of himself. It was quite late when the little physician was ushered into the abbot's littered study, and he was struggling without much success to cover his irritation at having been called out at that hour. 'My Lord Abbot,' he stiffly greeted the black-bearded churchman with a jerky little bow. 'Ah, Voldi,' the abbot said, rising to his feet, 'so good of you to come.' 'Your monk said that the matter was urgent, my Lord. May I see the patient?' 'Not unless you're prepared to make a very long journey, Doctor Voldi,' Sephrenia murmured. Voldi gave her a long, appraising look.' You appear not to be a Rendor, madame,' he noted. 'Styric, I should say, judging from your features.' 'Your eyes are keen, Doctor.' 'I'm sure you remember this fellow,' the abbot said, pointing at Sparhawk. The doctor looked blankly at the big Pandion. 'No,' he said, I can't say that -' Then he frowned. 'Don't tell me,' he added, absently brushing his hair forward with the palm of his hand. 'it was about ten years ago, wasn't it? Weren't you the one who'd been knifed?' 'You have a good memory, Doctor Voldi,' Sparhawk said. 'We don't want to keep you out too late, so why don't we get down to cases? We were referred to you by a physician in Borrata. He greatly respects your opinion in certain areas.' Sparhawk quickly appraised the little fellow and decided to apply a bit of judicious flattery. 'Of course, we'd have probably come to you anyway,' he added. 'Your reputation has spread far beyond the borders of Rendor.' 'Well,' Voldi said, preening himself slightly. Then he assumed a piously modest expression. 'It's gratifying to know that my efforts on behalf of the sick have received some small recognition.' 'What we need, good doctor,' Sephrenia interjected, 'is your advice in treating a friend of ours who has recently been poisoned.' 'Poisoned?' Voldi said sharply. 'Are you sure?' 'The physician in Borrata was quite certain,' she replied. 'We described our friend's symptoms in great detail, and he diagnosed the condition as being the effects of a rather rare Rendorish poison called -' 'Please, madame,' he said, holding up one hand. 'I prefer to make my own diagnoses. Describe the symptoms to me.' 'Of course.' Patiently she repeated what she had told the physicians at the University of Borrata. The little doctor paced up and down as she talked, his hands clasped behind him and his eyes on the floor. 'I think we can rule out the falling-sickness right at the outset,' he mused when she had finished. 'Some other diseases, however, do result in convulsions.

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