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Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 655    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

freshment-table. The cardplayers had risen, and were settling or discussing gains and losses. While I was searching for my hat, which I had somewhere

without paying the fee. The old man discovered the hat before I did, stooped, took it up, extended it to me with the profound bow of the old school, while the other hand, clenched and quivering, was pressed into

mptoms. Here, it is true, I am no professional doctor, but I am

ch I had discovered an anodyne that was almost specific. I wrote on a leaf of my pocketbook a prescription which I felt sure would be efficacious, and as I tore it out and placed it in his hand, I chanced to look up, and saw the hazel eyes of my hostess fixed upon me with

table, which stood near the place at which I still lingered, rested her face on her hand, and seemed musing

ur back towards those people, who a

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ago, Lilian is taken suddenly ill, and I fear seriously. What medi

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rld of fools intellect should ally itself with intellect. No; I am

cause for alarm, or if I can be of use, send for me." Resuming the work she had suspended, but with lingering, unc

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