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Hough, Emerson, 1857-1923

"The Purchase Price"

"I fell out--there--I was
frightened."
"Yes, yes, of course--sleep walking, eh?"
Jamieson took snuff very vigorously. "Don't do it again. But
pshaw! If I were as young and strong as you are, I'd have my arm
broken twice a week, just for fun."
"Doctor, you're going!" she exclaimed. "But you must do something
for me--you must be my friend."
"Certainly, my dear, why not? But how can I help you? Dunwody's
pledged me to professional secrecy, you know." He grinned, "Not
that even Warv' Dunwody can run me very much."
He looked down at her, frowning, but at that moment turned to the
door as he heard Dunwody's step.
"How do you find the patient, Doctor?" asked Dunwody. Jamieson
moved a hand in cheerful gesture to his patient.
"Good-by, my dear. Just get well, now. I'm coming back, and then
we'll have a talk. Be good, now, and don't walk in your sleep any
more." He took Dunwody by the shoulder and led him out.
"I don't like this, Dunwody," he said, when they were out of
earshot of the room.


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