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"
You
enter
without
ceremony
,
"
said
Strickland
.
"
What
can
I
do
for
you
?
"
The
doctor
recovered
himself
,
but
it
required
quite
an
effort
for
him
to
find
his
voice
.
All
his
irritation
was
gone
,
and
he
felt
—
eh
bien
,
oui
,
je
ne
le
nie
pas
—
he
felt
an
overwhelming
pity
.
"
I
am
Dr
.
Coutras
.
I
was
down
at
Taravao
to
see
the
chiefess
,
and
Ata
sent
for
me
to
see
you
.
"
"
She
’
s
a
damned
fool
.
I
have
had
a
few
aches
and
pains
lately
and
a
little
fever
,
but
that
’
s
nothing
;
it
will
pass
off
.
Next
time
anyone
went
to
Papeete
I
was
going
to
send
for
some
quinine
.
"
"
Look
at
yourself
in
the
glass
.
"
Strickland
gave
him
a
glance
,
smiled
,
and
went
over
to
a
cheap
mirror
in
a
little
wooden
frame
,
that
hung
on
the
wall
.
"
Well
?
"
"
Do
you
not
see
a
strange
change
in
your
face
?
Do
you
not
see
the
thickening
of
your
features
and
a
look
—
how
shall
I
describe
it
?
—
the
books
call
it
lion
-
faced
.
Mon
pauvre
ami
,
must
I
tell
you
that
you
have
a
terrible
disease
?
"
"
I
?
"
"
When
you
look
at
yourself
in
the
glass
you
see
the
typical
appearance
of
the
leper
.
"
