“You are coming in, aren’t you, Sydney?” “If I may,” he answered. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. When the doctor came in—he had just finished his breakfast—O'Higgins rose and presented his card. ‘You will like to marry me, yes?’ she pursued. Lost me place, that’s all. It would have saved me much circumlocution, and you some suspense. He went over his interview with her again, their conversation at dinner-time.
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