. A full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of "right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly. He's young and sound. It is no good arguing about a thing like that. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a faint shudder stir her shoulders. By the by, my dear, I forgot to ask your name—perhaps you'll oblige me with it now? Hell and the devil!—gone!" He looked around in vain. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. "Aye—to pretend to her that you don't care. "Won't you sit down?" "I beg your pardon! Come into the consultation office"; and the doctor led the way. There was no one to be seen.
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