The Web of Life by Robert Herrick
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"I could tell you more," she added alluringly.
"I have no doubt. Perhaps you had better not, however." Miss Hitchcock ceased to smile and looked at him without reply. She had something on the tip of her tongue to tell him, something she had thought of pleasantly for the last three days, but she suspected that this man was not one who would like to take his good fortune from a woman's hand. "Dr. Lindsay is an old friend; we have known him for years." She spoke neutrally. Sommers merely nodded. "He is very successful, _very_," she added, giving in to her desire a little. "Chicago is a good place for a throat specialist." "He is said to be the most--" "What?" "You know--has the largest income of any doctor in the city." Sommers did not reply. At length the girl ventured once more. "I hope you will be nice to him." "There won't be any question of it." "You can be so stiff, so set; I have counted a great deal on this." |
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