“You are not going away just yet, my man,” cried the doctor. “I have a goodish bit to say to you.”

“Ah, that being the case, it’s lucky I am here.”

“You are very well acquainted with this lady it would appear—​eh?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” returned Bill.

“Don’t you?”

“No.”

“I know what I mean—​look at her.”

“Well, I am looking at the lady.”

“You’ve seen her before years ago—​haven’t you?”

“Me, no; not as I know of.”