'Doc.' Gordon by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman
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James nodded. "More mystery," thought he with asperity. "You have not spoken of it to her already, I hope," said Doctor Gordon with quick anxiety. "No, I have not. I have scarcely seen her." "Well, not a word, I beg of you. She is very nervous." The doctor had been removing his overcoat and hat. When he had hung them on some stag's horn in the hall, he went with James into the living-room. There, beside the fire, sat the girl in brown whom James had met that afternoon on the road. CHAPTER II She looked up when he entered, and there was in her young girl face the very slightest shade of recognition. She could not help it, for Clemency was candor itself. Then she bowed very formally, and shook hands sedately when Doctor Gordon introduced James as Doctor Elliot, his new assistant, and carried off her part very well. James was not so successful. He colored and was somewhat confused, but nobody appeared to notice it. Clemency went on relating how glad she was that Uncle Tom met |
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