Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 179 )
He was a little hesitant at first, which I put down to nerves, but he soon relaxed and explained his reasons, both for becoming a physician and wishing to become my Junior.
His work at Medical school, of which he showed me some samples, was clear and concise, he was quite obviously conversant with the subjects dealt with. To me that showed interest in the subject and a willingness to learn, then two things I would insist upon in my Junior.
He also admitted his weaknesses and failings, he was totally candid with me a fact that I both respected and appreciated. Thus far I liked what he had to say.
I interrupted his flow of rhetoric to ask the question Why Whitechapel, why me? he appeared to pause for a moment to get his thoughts in order then stated, ‘Whitechapel is for the most part slum dwellings where pestilence thrives, Whitechapel needs dedicated Doctors.’ I liked what I heard, I sensed the touch of the zealot about him.
‘And me!’ I repeated, ‘Why me?’ ‘Because I have read and studied all of your dissertations in the Medical Press and you are the kind of forward thinking Doctor that I myself would seek to emulate, and I say this in all honesty, not to curry favour in any way with you.
(C) Damian Grange 2019