A Country Doctor
Chapter One
The Last Mile
It had been one of the warm and almost sultry days which sometimes
come in November; a maligned month, which is really an epitome of
the other eleven, or a sort of index to the whole year's changes of
storm and sunshine. The afternoon was like spring, the air was soft
and damp, and the buds of the willows had been beguiled into
swelling a little, so that there was a bloom over them, and the
grass looked as if it had been growing green of late instead of
fading steadily. It seemed like a reprieve from the doom of winter,
or from even November itself.
The dense and early darkness which usually follows such unseasonable
mildness had already begun to cut short the pleasures of this
springlike day, when a young woman, who carried a child in her arms,
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