Passages from the diary of a late physician (by S. Warner). (Orig. publ. in Blackwood's magazine).1884 |
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agitation alarm apoplexy Apsley arms attended baronet Beauchamp beautiful called calm carriage choly Colonel St continued dear dear doctor doctor door dreadful dress Dudleigh Effingstone Elliott enquired epilepsy excitement exclaimed eyes face faint father fearful feelings felt girl hand head hear heard heart Helen honour hour hurried husband instant instantly Lady Anne laudanum length letter looked Lord Seckington melan mind Miss Hillary Monsieur Violet morning mother ness never night nine o'clock o'clock occasion Ogilvie Old Bailey once pale patient paused Percival Keene poor quired recollect replied scarcely scene seemed servant sigh silence Sir Henry sitting smile Somerfield soon spirits Stafford stood sudden suddenly suffered tears tell thing thought tion told tone trembling turbed turned uncon uttered walked Warningham whispered wife woman word wretched young
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