"What?… Oh!… Well, good Lord!" He wrenched loose his head and stood up, sending the chair clattering to the floor. Her faithful servant struggled, with her assistance, to rise. A cat came and rubbed herself against him as he entered the house, and seemed by her mewing to ask him for food. " He started to pick up a sheet of manuscript, but she pushed him from the table toward the doorway; and he staggered out of the bungalow, suddenly stretched his arms, and broke into a trot. Then she examined with curiosity some knick-knacks upon a small round table by her side. It was not without considerable demur and delay on the part of Sharples that the carpenter and his companion could gain admittance to the round-house. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories. “A joke! Sir John, if you had presented yourself here an hour ago we should have greeted you in pained silence. . “It has all been a mistake, hasn’t it?” “No more talking,” the doctor interposed.
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