Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. After knocking for some time at the door without effect, he tried the latch, and to his surprise found it open. The walls of the room were lined with shelves, on which were glass jars, retorts, countless bottles and many appliances of surgical science. I said to myself, ‘this will come.
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