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"I wish you would go away," she repeated

"I will; but you must have a sedative first"

"David's broer, or a

broken--well, anything Dr King--you won't tell Dr Lavendar?"

"Tell? What kind of a man do you suppose I ah"

"Tell hiave him another swift look that faltered as

her eyes met his "You are crazy! He would take David away"

"Mrs Richie," said William miserably, "you know you can't keep

David"

"Not keep David!"

She sat up in bed, supported on each side by her shaking hands; she

was like a wild creature at bay, she looked hiive him up, just to please you, or Dr Lavendar,

when I quarrelled with Lloyd, to keep hiree that I

should have him Yes; if it hadn't been for David, you wouldn't have

the right to despisewas silent

"You think I am wicked! But what har arentle hand on her