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"
A
patient
to
see
you
,
sir
,
in
the
consulting
room
,
"
said
the
butler
.
"
About
himself
?
"
"
No
,
sir
;
I
think
he
wants
you
to
go
out
.
"
"
It
is
too
late
,
"
cried
Douglas
Stone
peevishly
.
"
I
won
’
t
go
.
"
"
This
is
his
card
,
sir
.
"
The
butler
presented
it
upon
the
gold
salver
which
had
been
given
to
his
master
by
the
wife
of
a
Prime
Minister
.
"
’
Hamil
Ali
,
Smyrna
.
’
Hum
!
The
fellow
is
a
Turk
,
I
suppose
.
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
He
seems
as
if
he
came
from
abroad
,
sir
.
And
he
’
s
in
a
terrible
way
.
"
"
Tut
,
tut
!
I
have
an
engagement
.
I
must
go
somewhere
else
.
But
I
’
ll
see
him
.
Show
him
in
here
,
Pim
.
"
A
few
moments
later
the
butler
swung
open
the
door
and
ushered
in
a
small
and
decrepit
man
,
who
walked
with
a
bent
back
and
with
the
forward
push
of
the
face
and
blink
of
the
eyes
which
goes
with
extreme
short
sight
.
His
face
was
swarthy
,
and
his
hair
and
beard
of
the
deepest
black
.
In
one
hand
he
held
a
turban
of
white
muslin
striped
with
red
,
in
the
other
a
small
chamois
-
leather
bag
.
