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Ed's lapses froer man,

fresh from the clinics of Europe In his don office, to which he

would presently ress, he wore a white coat, and

sterilized things of which Dr Ed did not even know the names

So, as he came down the stairs, Dr Ed, who had wiped his tiny knife with a

bit of cotton,--he hated sterilizing it; it spoiled the edge,--thrust it

hastily into his pocket He had cut boils without boiling anything for a

good many years, and no trouble But he ith the wisdoeneral practitioner, and there was no use raising a

discussion

Max'smood was always a cheerful one Now and then the way of the

transgressor is disgustingly pleasant Max, who sat up until all hours of

the night, drinking beer or whiskey-and-soda, and playing bridge, wakened

to a clean tongue and a tendency to have a cigarette between shoes, so to

speak Ed, whose wildest dissipation had perhaps been to bring into the

world one of the neighborhood's babies, wakened customarily to the dark

hour of his day, when he dubbed hi

So now Max brought his handsome self down the staircase and paused at the