The doctor’s flat-top desk was large and well made the papers were in orderly piles, under glass weights. The study had worn, unpainted floors, but there was a look of winter comfort about it. The waiting-room was carpeted and stiffly furnished, something like a country parlor. The isinglass sides of the hard-coal burner were aglow, and the air in the study was so hot that as he came in the doctor opened the door into his little operating-room, where there was no stove. Larry, the doctor’s man, had lit the overhead light in the waiting-room and the double student’s lamp on the desk in the study. His offices were in the Duke Block, over the drug store. HOWARD ARCHIE had just come up from a game of pool with the Jewish clothier and two traveling men who happened to be staying overnight in Moonstone.
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