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the fla in the

draught "What is the ? Please--please! I want Dr King--"

William by this time was in the hall, and when he saw her face he,

too, said: "David?"

"No It's--May I speak to you a "

She brushed past Mrs King, as still gaping at the suddenness of

this apparition froht, and followed the doctor into the

little rooe Martha, deeply affronted, saw

the door shut in her face

As for Mrs Richie, she stood panting in the darkness of the office: "I aht has just leftawith the

la

hi," she cried, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid!"

He put out his friendly hand and led her to a chair "Now, Mrs

Richie," he said in his coet your

breath There's nothing thehimself a nuisance? I'll kick him!"