The doctor walked over to the bed, folded his arms across his chest and stared down into the unabashed eyes of his patient. She noticed an odd new gleam in Michelle’s eyes, a focus she had not noticed before. He seemed to stay away from her because she was so cold and formal towards him, addressing him as Mister McCloskey as if she were an Irish maid. Straitened circumstances would not have mattered; a mother would have managed somehow. Kneebone, Van Galgebrok, and Baptist Kettleby—all of whom greeted him cordially. Dinner was quite uneventful.
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