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Annister, you are most unjust. I told you the truth about my absence. On that question there is nothing more to be said. But it is my right to know, and I insist upon knowing, whether or not you have any basis whatever for these insinuations you have been making, except your own suspicions." Mildred's father gazed thoughtfully at her betrothed for a moment before he replied.
If anything should happen, Bella, or should you want me to come home for any reason, you can 'phone me at the office until five o'clock, and after that at Dr. Annister's. Mrs. Annister, you know, is going to chaperon Mildred and me. Wasn't it sweet of her to ask me to stay all night with them!"
"This little organ in here," and he patted his breast, "reminds me of its existence, once in a while, lately. I'm ordered to take a rest, and I suppose I'll have to before long." "You're not going away?" Brand queried anxiously. "You won't go till after you've fixed me up?" "I can't go for some time unless I have to. And don't mention it to Mildred or Mrs. Annister. Now, about that other thing.
He took another turn or two, apparently endeavoring to get himself under control again, while Dr. Annister regarded him with gray brows wrinkled thoughtfully. He began to feel, uneasily, that there was more underneath this situation than he had guessed. "Well, Felix," he said at last, "I am sorry that our conversation has had no better result.
"Why, here's the doctor at last," cried Felix Brand as he rose to greet the newcomer and lead him to his seat at the table. Dr. Philip Annister, smiling affably at the company, scarcely looked the famous specialist in nerve diseases that he was. Short and slight in physique, his head, when he stood beside his handsome wife, was barely on a level with hers.
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