Chapter 13

Glancing across the landing at the grille which screened the shaft she saw the gilded car--part of it--and half of a perfectly strange young man looking earnestly out. "It's the doctor!" wailed her maid. "That isn't Dr. Blimmer!" said her mistress. "No, miss, it's a perfectly strange doctor." "I am _not_ a doctor," observed the young man, coldly. Sacharissa drew nearer. "If that maid of yours had asked me," he went on, "I'd have told her. She saw me coming down the steps of a physician's house--I suppose she mistoo…