Mary Roberts Rinehart

“ Life was full of queer chances, that was all. No resemblance on earth, no coincidence of birthplace, could make him believe that Judson Clark, waster, profligate and fugitive from the law was now sitting up at night with sick children, or delivering babies.
After a time he remembered the prescription in his hand, and was about to destroy it. ”

“ Ever happen to meet Judson Clark?”
“Our place was very isolated.”
Bassett found himself being politely ushered out, considerably more at sea than when he went in and slightly irritated. His annoyance was not decreased by the calm voice behind him which said:
“Better drink considerable water when you take that stuff. Some stomachs don't tolerate it very well.” ”

“ This mood of unreasoning happiness continued all morning. He went from house to house, properly grave and responsible but with a small song in his heart, and about eleven o'clock he found time to stop at the village haberdasher's and to select a new tie, which he had wrapped and stuffed in his pocket. ”