"No, nobody sick." "Sit down," invited the doctor, "I always figure you can talk as well sitting as standing and you can rest.

Won't you have some breakfast ?" "I couldn't eat," said Kenny.

"Doctor," he added hoarsely, "would it--be possible--for me--to speak to you--alone ?" The doctor nodded.

In a life made up of emergencies as his was, nothing astonished him.
"Annie," he said kindly, "just tell Mrs.Cole not to hurry down to breakfast.

And close the door." Kenny took the will from his pocket and spread it on the table.
The doctor wearily fumbled for his glasses and put them on.
"Hum!" he said.