Earles protested, seating himself before the desk, and dipping his pen in the ink. Those were dreams. And because he knew it was a burden, there was no gaiety upon the doctor's face; neither was there speech on his tongue. It was supposed he was drowned in crossing the river, as his body had never been found. ’ ‘Hadn’t the wit, you mean.
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