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"WHY, Miss Bristowe! " I cried. "Perhaps you don't recollect me?"
She started quickly, and drew back for a moment, her countenance blanching; then looking into my face, she said, with a timid laugh: "Why, of course, doctor! But have you forgiven me for taking you on that fool's errand?"