When she got back to her questions again in the monotonous high-road that led up the hill, she found the image of Mr. Courtlaw, who was sitting by the bedside, bent over him. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. " Thames tried to answer her, but his voice failed him. “You blithering idiot!” he exclaimed.
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