“But your sister?” he asked. His natal burr was always in evidence when he was sentimentally affected. I don’t feel it. ’ ‘I dare say you do,’ said the general, grim satisfaction overtaking his anger as his prophesy proved accurate. It's a sorry world," he went on. " The doctor was in the middle fifties, gray and careworn, but with alert blue eyes and a gentle mouth. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street.
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