“Hospital? What for? What’s the matter with me?” Courtlaw’s voice sank to a whisper. “Idiot!” She raged inwardly while she walked along with that air of self-contained serenity that is proper to a young lady of nearly two-and-twenty under the eye of the world. “Agreed,” he said, “certainly,” and drew a checkbook toward him. Then Mike came along. At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold.
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