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He lifted his head slowly, stared at the faces around hily, it was Johann alone who looked as if he understood

"When I got into the roo with a dead mouse"

Maeve looked up "Really?" She reached for the doorknob

Ian started to grab her wrist, then realized what he'd been about to do and yanked his hand back "You can't have the mouse, Mother" He looked at Edith "Take care of it, will you?"

The older woman bobbed her head "Certainly, Doctor And I'll feed the poor girl in there"

Ian sagged back against the door He'd never felt so old and beaten and alone "Yes, please do"

"What are you going to do, Dr Carrick?" Andrew asked timidly

"I' off It humiliated him to even say the next words "Maybe an alienist could help"

"You'll have to speak to one, then," Maeve said "One with orange hair"

"There's Dr Wellsby at the asylum in Pollusk," Johann said in a quiet voice

Ian flinched Yes, he knew there was Dr Wellsby

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"Wellsby" Maeve said the na suddenly with tears "He doesn't have orange hair"

Ian sighed and closed his eyes He didn't want to go see Wellsby?the thought of going back to that hellhole scared Ian to death But he couldn't just forget about Selena, just pretend she'd never existed Maybe there was so he'd overlooked, some radical treatment to the brain Ian didn't know about

Wellsby would have the answers Ian needed