CHAPTER THE FIFTH. IN THE LAND OF THE FORGOTTEN PEOPLES
CHAPTER THE SIXTH. THE ENCOUNTER AT STONEHENGE
CHAPTER THE SEVENTH. COMPANIONSHIP
CHAPTER THE EIGHTH. FULL MOON
CHAPTER THE NINTH. THE LAST DAYS OF SIR RICHMOND HARDY
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The patient left the house with much more self possession than he had shown when entering it. Dr. Martineau had thrust him back from his intenser prepossessions to a more generalized view of himself, had made his troubles objective and detached him from them. He could even find something amusing now in his situation. He liked the immense scope of the theoretical duet in which they had indulged. He felt that most of it was entirely true – and, in some untraceable manner, absurd. There were entertaining possibilities in the prospect of the doctor drawing him out – he himself partly assisting and partly resisting.
He was a man of extensive reservations. His private life was in some respects exceptionally private.
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For half an hour after the departure of the little Charmeuse car with Sir Richmond and Dr. Martineau, the brass Mercury lay unheeded in the dusty roadside grass. Then it caught the eye of a passing child.
He was a bright little boy of five. From the moment when he caught the gleam of brass he knew that he had made the find of his life. But his nurse was a timorous, foolish thing. “You did ought to of left it there, Masterrarry,” she said.
