The things we do!

"What's going on here? I'm your doctor, as we
both know; but I'm your friend, too. And we both know that I'm a
gentleman, and you ought to be. That's a lady there. She's in
trouble--she's scared e'en a'most to death. Why? Now listen. I
don't help in that sort of work, my boy. What's up here? I've
helped you before, and I've held your secrets; but I don't go into
the business of making any more secrets, d'ye see?"
"There aren't going to be any more, Jamieson," rejoined Dunwody
slowly. "I've got to keep hers. You needn't keep mine if you
don't feel like it. Get her well, that's all. This is no place
for her. As for me, as you know very well, there isn't any place
anywhere for me."
The old doctor sighed. "Brace up to it, my son. But play the game
fair. If it comes to a case of being kind to yourself or kind to a
woman, why, take a gamble, and try being kind to the woman. They
need it. I'm coming back: but now I must be getting on. First,
I'm going to get something to eat.


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