The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 340: what you’re looking at

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THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. 329 “ Nothing that you can have anything to do with,” responded the physician, as he copied on a alip of paper the last memorandum that stood on the page open beforehim. ‘I suppose you know nothing of the deceased woman herself—who she was—whera she lived——” “ Nothink at all, doctor. But of course you Ca easy find out what you want to know from the perish clerk, the sexton, or the registrar.” “No doubt of it,” said the physician. “Thank you—I need not detain you any longer—and here's something for the trouble I have given you.” Thus speaking, Dr. Verney placed a sovereign wpon the table as he rose from his seat; and though | Shakerly showed an anxiety to ask him somo ques- tions, yet he dared not—for he knew the physician’s disposition well, and that if he chose to reveal any- thing he would do so of his own accord. He ac- cordingly held his peaco—lighted the doctor to the HO. 42,.—THIRD SERIES. docr—wished him good night—and asceaded to his bed-chamber again, wondering what 1t couid all mean. “It is strange—most strange!” thought Dr. Ferney, as he retraced his way to the cab ; and en- tering the vehicle, he ordered it to drive to his man- sion in Conduit Street. On alighting at his own door, Dr. Ferney per- ceived two policemen at a little distance, lifting up a man from the pavement; and the words, “I am not tipsy—I am starving,” uttered in tones of deep distress, reached the physician’s ears. Hastily paying the cabman’s fare, he hurried up to the spot where the scene was occurring; and found that it was an old man—clothed in rags, and altogether in a most lamentable condition—whom thegtwo officers had just raised from the ground. © What is the matter with you?’ mquired De Ferney, in a compassionate tone. —— ee comicbooks.com