Well, now I come to think of it, there are one or two things--so perhaps he is.

Good-afternoon, doctor.

Let's see, you have the original and I will take the duplicate," and he vanished.
When the clerk had gone I went on thinking.

Things were worse than I had believed, for it seemed that I was not even clear of my legal troubles.
Already this trial had cost me a great deal, and I was in no position to stand the financial strain of a second appearance in the law courts.
Also the man was right; although I had been acquitted on the criminal charge, if the same evidence were given by Sir John Bell and the nurse in a civil action, without any manner of doubt I should be cast in heavy damages.

Well, I could only wait and see what happened.
But was it worth while?
Was anything worth while?
The world had treated me very cruelly; a villain had lied away my reputation and the world believed him, so that henceforth I must be one of its outcasts and black sheep; an object of pity and contempt among the members of my profession.