| Lorry saw that his face looked old and worn out like it had before, and he worked hard and impatiently as if he had been interrupted. The doctor looked up at him in his old mechanical and submissive manner without stopping his work. |
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| ...It’s a young lady’s walking shoe, I should have finished it a long time ago. Leave it alone... | |
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| The doctor would look up for a moment when he was asked to, but he wouldn’t say a word. He worked and worked in silence, and he didn’t seem to hear or respond to anything. |
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| Do you know who I am, my dear friend? Think again. You are not a shoemaker. Think, my dear friend! | |
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| Mr. Lorry immediately realized two very important things. The first was that they had to keep this a secret from Lucie. The second was that it had to be kept secret from everyone else who knew him. He set up a plan to slowly ask the doctor to go on walks, hoping for improvement before he had to reunite with Lucie. |
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| Dear doctor, will you go out on a walk with me? | |
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| Out?.... | |
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