I hope I haven't given any unintentional offence?" said the widow, again meekly appealing to Wood. “Go on!” she commanded. There was a dreadful stifled groan, and she fell heavily upon the landing. " The doctor was in the middle fifties, gray and careworn, but with alert blue eyes and a gentle mouth. Apparently she was always doomed to weep when she talked to her father. " The doctor ran his fingers through his hair, despairingly.
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