Her steps slowed. But a middle-aged man like Ramage ought to know better than to draw out a girl, the daughter of a friend and neighbor. The echo of those kindly words seemed still to ring in her ears. The doctor walked over to the bed, folded his arms across his chest and stared down into the unabashed eyes of his patient. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. “How did you hear that?” Lucy’s brows knitted. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. “Four,” Anna decided firmly. Do sit down, dear boy. "Whatever you say—you, behind those stars there, if you are a God. Tell me exactly what has happened.
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