THE DEATH-DOCTOR
CHAPTER I
IN WHICH THERE IS OPEN CONFESSION
I AM fully aware, my dear Lanner-Brown, that after my death, when you open these pages, you will be greatly shocked.
The skeleton which for many years has been locked so securely in my cupboard, and which I now at last have courage to reveal, will, I know, stagger you.
I, Archibald More d'Escombe, have enjoyed a lucrative practice in Kensington. I have worked hard, and I believe I have not only earned the esteem of my many patients of both sexes, but also that of my fellow-men.
I have been moderate in my habits, partial perhaps to a really good vintage port, but nevertheless a constant churchgoer; for some years churchwarden of St. Stephen's, and, in addition, a regular subscriber to all local
