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CHAPTER XI.
Strange things have happened unto me—I seem scarce awake—but I will recollect my thoughts, and try to give an account of what hath befallen me in the few last weeks.
Since my father's death our family have resided in London. I am in practice as a surgeon there. My Mother died two years after we left Widford.
A month or two ago I had been busying myself in drawing up the above narrative, intending to makeit
