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Audrey stared at the doctor.
"Thank you," said she, "I don't want either a prescription or a sleeping draught. I'm quite well, quite sane. I can't have been deceived. I saw the woman, I heard her speak, I saw and heard, not so well, but still I did see and hear him -- a man who dragged her out of this room and into the next."