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I was walking at a rapid pace up the avenue one raw, fall evening, when somewhere near the corner of FiftyStreet I was brought to a sudden stand-still by the sound of a child's voice accosting me from the stoop of one of the handsome houses I was then passing.
"O sir!" it cried, "please come in. Please come to grandpa. He's sick and wants you."