“And how do you find my sister-in-law this morning. Dr. Little?”
Miss Murray had an aggressive, expeditious manner that disorganized any ordinary mortal’s sense of self-sufficiency and vain repose. In action her hair seemed to become sandier in color, her freckles more yellow and independent. In speech she reminded the locum-tenens of a quick-firing gun whose exasperating detonations numbered so many snaps with her, he would sanction
everything at oncehe answered.
a minute.
“Mrs. Murray is no worse this morning. In fact—I can—”
“The temperature?”
“The temperature is a little above normal.”
Dr. Little’s “distinguished air” became. He articulated in his throat, and began to pull on his gloves with gestures of great finality.
“Did you notice that reddish rash?”
“It is our duty, Miss Murray, to notice such things.”
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