The following morning found him in the doctor's waiting room, a black cigar turning unlighted in his teeth. It penetrated the skin; benumbed the flesh; paralysed the faculties. “If any one should know——you should! He was your friend. "'Sdeath! do you trifle with me, sirrah?" cried Rowland fiercely. Meantime, every preparation had been made outside for his departure. One has to be so careful. Having secured this,—for he was almost famished,—he said that he had lost a hammer and wished to purchase one. Her eyes were wide open with amazement. So far the thing was acceptable enough. Determined, however, to conquer the feeling as soon as possible, Wood had given orders to have the evening meal served there; but, notwithstanding all his good resolutions upon his first entrance, he had much ado to maintain his self-command. He was alert, well-groomed, and yet—perhaps in contrast with the more volatile French type—there was a suggestion of weight about him, not to say heaviness.
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