C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson

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C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson The Mystery of Mrs. Brandreth… (1921)

Murray must have had a marvelous constitution to have gone through what he has, in the war and since. If he hadn't had that, he'd be dead now. And then, of course, this amazing romance of his, this deathbed marriage, as you might call it, has given him a wonderful fillip. Happiness is an elixir of life, even in the most desperate cases at times, so I've got something hopeful to work on, I don't feel sure even of a partial success for my treatment, and I told them that.
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C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson The Mystery of Mrs. Brandreth… (1921)

I'm Rosemary's friend. Jim and I are both as much interested in Ralston Murray's case as if he were our brother. In a way, we're responsible for the marriage, at least, we advised it. I know Rosemary well, I believe, though she has a hard nature to understand. And if you had an unfavorable impression of her, perhaps out of my knowledge, I might explain it away.
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C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson The Mystery of Mrs. Brandreth… (1921)

We had asked him to motor on to the Abbey and lunch, after his visit to Ralston Old Manor, hardly daring to think that he would accept. But he did accept, and I saw by his face, the moment we met, that the news he had to give was, at the worst, not bad. I was so happy when I heard what he had to say, that I could have danced for joy.
“Mind, I don't promise anything,” Sir Beverley reminded me. “But there is hope.
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