She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. I expect company. I really cannot have anything to do with Mr. “I——” The door opened, and the doctor entered softly. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. He dared not go on.
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