But he knew her.

The doctor laid his hand softly on her arm, and left it there, sympathetically.

Nor did he remove it when Millicent stole into the room, looking very woe-begone and important.
The wife wept silently, and the child joined in.
"Yes, I know him," said the doctor.

"If he thinks he will be happier when he's gone away, you must be happier too, Mrs.Sisson.

That's all.