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him. Poor devil! Fancy coming into the world for such a fate as this!"
"Humph! Frightened out of his senses, I expect. Well, now, I suppose I must go and tell her ladyship. I'm sorry, doctor, to have troubled you in vain."
"Don't mention it. I'm only sorry nothing could be done. Good-night!"
"Good-night!"
I drew the blanket over the face, and then locking the door behind me, went back to my own cabin to think it all out. One thing became perfectly plain to me when I examined my medical chest—and that was, Ebbington's reason for being in my berth.
