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Dinner had been over about half an hour one Sunday afternoon. -- the only day on which for years I had been able to enjoy a dinner -- and I was leisurely sipping a glass of wine, when a carriage drove rapidly up to the door, a loud _rat-tat_ followed, and my friend Dr. Curteis, to my great surprise, was announced.
"I have called," said the doctor as we shook hands, "to ask you to accompany me to Mount Place. I have just received a hurried note from Miss Armitage, stating that her mother, after a very brief illness, is rapidly sinking, and requesting my attendance, as well as that of a legal gentleman, immediately."