He had such a firm chin, if there had been another such chin going a-begging, I should have liked to clap it on to Tommy Sandys.
Tommy Sandys! All this time we have been neglecting that brave sufferer, and while we talk his ankle is swelling and swelling.

Well, Grizel was not so inconsiderate, for she walked very fast and with an exceedingly determined mouth to Dr.Gemmell's lodgings.

He was still in lodgings, having refused to turn Grizel out of her house, though she had offered to let it to him.

She left word, the doctor not being in, that he was wanted at once by Mr.Sandys, who had sprained his ankle.
Now, then, Tommy! For an hour, perhaps until she went to bed, she remained merciless.
She saw the quiet doctor with the penetrating eyes examining that ankle, asking a few questions, and looking curiously at his patient; then she saw him lift his hat and walk out of the house.
It gave her pleasure; no, it did not.

While she thought of this Tommy she despised, there came in front of him a boy who had played with her long ago when no other child would play with her, and now he said, "You have grown cold to me, Grizel," and she nodded assent, and little wells of water rose to her eyes and lay there because she had nodded assent.
She had never liked Dr.Gemmell so little as when she saw him approaching her house next morning.