![]() ![]() Edmund is-I think he could be found, sir," the voice went on. ![]() ("That's good!" Stanchon felt tempted to say, "and I hope the girls are out, too!") As if in answer to this indiscretion, the new butler droned on: "Miss Alida is at her riding-lesson and Miss Suzanne is-is engaged-" ("Now, what particular infernal idiocy is Suzanne at, I wonder?" Stanchon pondered, still smiling lightly at the butler and warming himself at every breath.) "Mr. Allen is at bridge, sir, with a party: she asks to be excused," he began mechanically. The butler was new-he was always new, the doctor thought-and actually didn't know him. The young doctor stamped vehemently up the marble steps, to warm his feet, and once in the warm, flower-scented halls, let a little shiver escape him. ![]()
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