Am I mistaken? Is your heart mine?" "It is—it is; and has ever been," replied Winifred, falling upon his neck. "So it is," the doctor agreed. “I should imagine,” he said, shaking out a copy of The Times, “that it is your brain which is addled. ‘I’ll send one of my men to see you here this very evening. She dropped the manuscripts and swiftly brought the coat to him, noting that a button hung loose. Practically. Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen.
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