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We were at the door before the bell could buzz, and in the disk of brightness sent down by the porch light saw Nella bent half double, stumbling forward with a man's arm draped across her shoulders. His feet scuffed blindly on the boards, as though they had forgot the trick of walking, or as if all strength had left New friends knees. His head hung forward, lolling drunkenly; a spate of blood ran down his face and smeared his collar.

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Lord, I thought I'd killed him when I saw the blood—you do think he'll come through all right, don't you, Doctor? If——" "S-s-sh, he's coming out of it! Is she all right?

You were cut about the face, but she escaped all injury. Here"—he raised a glass of brandy to the patient's lips—"drink. Ah, so.

That is better, n'est-ce-pas? When we brought you in we were forced to give you a small whiff of ether while we patched your cuts, and in your delirium you said——" The color which had come into Ned's cheeks as the fiery cognac warmed his veins drained out again, leaving him as ghastly as a corpse. I think I understand your difficulty. I am a physician and a Frenchman and no prude. This renunciation which you make is but the noble gesture. You have been unfortunate, and now you fear.

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