CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. She wanted to live. "Lor' ha' mussy, Sir!—how you do talk," said the woman; "this is no robber, I'm sure. Then Manning flopped back in his chair and dropped his chin like a man shot. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. He too looked at the girl, slackened his pace and looked at her again through his eye-glasses, looked over his shoulder after he had passed, and finally came to a dead stop.
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