Excerpt from Wheels of Time But, Deryck, she had exclaimed in dismay, waving her hands at him, full of a great mass of freshly gathered roses, 1 could not possibly sit down and dine with you in a room where your horrible patients have sat waiting for hours, leaving behind them the germs of all their nasty, infectious diseases! The doctor caught the little hands, roses and all, and held them against his breast, looking down into her face with laughing eyes. Flower, he said, my lovely, fragrant Flower! Am I doing a foolish thing in attempting to trans plant you into the soil of busy London life? Should I not do better if I left you in your rose-garden? Ah, well, it is too late to ask that now; I can't leave Wimpole Street, and his voice, always deep, suddenly thrilled to a deeper depth; a tenderness of strong passion quivered in it I can't live with out you. He let go her hands and framed her upturned face in his strong, brown fingers. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.