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Portrait of E. V. Lucas E. V. Lucas Anne's Terrible Good Nature (Collection… (1908)

No one ever spoke of him as Mr. Bannister; they always said the Miss Bannisters' Brother. If you could see the Miss Bannisters, especially Miss Selina, you would understand this; but although they had deep, gruff voices, they were really very kind.
As time went on, and the Miss Bannisters' Brother did not seem to grow any better, or to be likely to take up his gardening and his pigeons again, the Miss Bannisters had racked their brains to think of some employment for him other than reading, which is not good for anyone all day long.
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Portrait of E. V. Lucas E. V. Lucas Anne's Terrible Good Nature (Collection… (1908)

Roy and Jim, with Diana between them, were seated in the harness-room, probing tenderly the depths of that poor Parisienne's skull. A housemaid was looking on without enthusiasm. "You won't do it," she said every now and then; "you can't catch dolls' eyes with skewers. No one can. It's impossible. The King himself couldn't. The Primest Minister couldn't. No," she went on, "no one could do it. No one but the Miss Bannisters' Brother near where I live at Dormstaple.
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Portrait of E. V. Lucas E. V. Lucas Anne's Terrible Good Nature (Collection… (1908)

I'm not your doctor. I'm a doll's doctor."
Christina turned her poor flushed face towards him for the first time. A doll's doctor—it was a new idea. And he really seemed to be all right—not any one dressed up to make her feel foolish or coax her into taking horrid medicine. "Was it your carriage I heard?" she asked.
"Yes," he said. "I have come on purpose. But so many dolls are ill just now that I must be getting away soon. It's quite a bad time for dolls, especially French ones. They are very delicate."
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