15/32 Three men were drinking and smoking with their elbows on the oak tables; the book-keeper in her desk was reading a novel, while the master, in his shirt-sleeves, lay sound asleep on a bench. How scarce you make yourself!" "Yes. I have very little time to myself. I am a doctor, you know." "Indeed! You never told me. If I had known that--I was out of sorts last week and I would have sent for you. |