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I Am a New Boy in More Senses than One

           MycousinAnniedidsay,whenwetalkedofit,thatshelikedtohaveherfriendswithinreachratherthantohavethembanished,andtheoldDoctor

           ‘DoctorStrong,wasthat?’Mr.Wickfieldinterposed,gravely.

           ‘DoctorStrong,ofcourse,’returnedtheother;‘IcallhimtheoldDoctor;it’sallthesame,youknow.’

           ‘Idon’tknow,’returnedMr.Wickfield.

           ‘Well,DoctorStrong,’saidtheother‘DoctorStrongwasofthesamemind,Ibelieved.Butasitappearsfromthecourseyoutakewithmehehaschangedhismind,whythere’snomoretobesaid,exceptthatthesoonerIamoff,thebetter.Therefore,IthoughtI’dcomebackandsay,thatthesoonerIamoffthebetter.Whenaplungeistobemadeintothewater,it’sofnouselingeringonthebank.’

           ‘Thereshallbeaslittlelingeringaspossible,inyourcase,Mr.Maldon,youmaydependuponit,’saidMr.Wickfield.

           ‘Thank’ee,’saidtheother.‘Muchobliged.Idon’twanttolookagift-horseinthemouth,whichisnotagraciousthingtodo;otherwise,Idaresay,mycousinAnniecouldeasilyarrangeitinherownway.IsupposeAnniewouldonlyhavetosaytotheoldDoctor

           ‘MeaningthatMrs.StrongwouldonlyhavetosaytoherhusbanddoIfollowyou?’saidMr.Wickfield.

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