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Up came the tears again. His mind was clear and hard, but his body was crying. "Where?" he said. She put her hand on her side. "Here. But you know they can sweal a tumour away." He stood feeling dazed and helpless, like a child. He thought perhaps it was as she said. Yes; he reassured himself it was so. But all the while his blood and his body knew definitely what it was.
Paul glanced at them. He had never had any hope, except when he had deceived himself. "It MAY be a tumour; we must wait and see," said Dr. Jameson. "And if it is," said Annie, "can you sweal it away?" "Probably," said the doctor. Paul put eight sovereigns and half a sovereign on the table. The doctor counted them, took a florin out of his purse, and put that down. "Thank you!" he said.
"And now that you are come in, Mr Henry," said the cross old woman, "what for do you no tak up your candle and gang to your bed? and mind ye dinna let the candle sweal as ye gang alang the wainscot parlour, and haud a' the house scouring to get out the grease again." "But, Alison, I really must have something to eat, and a draught of ale, before I go to bed." "Eat? and ale, Mr Henry?
"And now that you are come in, Mr Henry," said the cross old woman, "what for do you no tak up your candle and gang to your bed? and mind ye dinna let the candle sweal as ye gang alang the wainscot parlour, and haud a' the house scouring to get out the grease again." "But, Alison, I really must have something to eat, and a draught of ale, before I go to bed." "Eat? and ale, Mr Henry?
She lay simply, like a child. But when he was on the stairs, she put her arms round his neck, clinging. "I'm so frightened of these beastly stairs," she said. And he was frightened, too. He would let Leonard do it another time. He felt he could not carry her. "He thinks it's only a tumour!" cried Annie to her mother. "And he can sweal it away." "I KNEW he could," protested Mrs. Morel scornfully.
Hubert took up the steel tongs which stood near the fire-grate, and as he proceeded to break up a knotty piece of wood that would only sweal, not burn, and to rake the fire together better, he said to V , "You see what a good-natured fellow I am, Herr Justitiarius, and that I am skilful in all domestic matters. But Wolfgang is full of the most extraordinary prejudices, and a bit of a miser."
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