The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 95: what you’re looking at

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86 THE VESTIBULE LIMITED MYSTERY. I hold out my hand. “Doctor Ranzy, lam glad to meet you again,” I say, with a smile. “Ah! you have the advantage of me,” he replies, oravely. “Tatters !” The mere mention of this singular name causes his face to light up wonderfully. He steps forward and seizes my hand. “Can it be possible I see my old friend Duncan Craig again? Yes, but how changed you are! I should never have known you.” “That is just it, my boy. You remember what my business is. I don’t want people to know me. But how are you?) What kind fortune has pene you to this hospital just now!” “You knew I was a doctor, sir?” “Yes, but it has been some time since I heard from you.” “The more shame to me, but [have long been hoping to run on and see you. I was appointed physician in charge of this hospital some months ago; so you see I am rising in the world. Your work paid, Mr. Craig.” | Turning to the lady in nun’s attire, he says: “Miss Hammond, this is the best friend I have ever found in this world—a big-hearted man who took me out of the gutter as a boy, in New York, and gave me a start in the world. For sixteen years I have never let a day pass without calling down. the blessings of Heaven upon the head of Duncan Craig.” _ “Hold on, doctor,” Imanage to say; “you give me too much predit A boy with your spirit was sure to get along anyhow, and I happened to be the first comicbooks (ele) mi