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The voices of Eleazer Wheelock’s congregation drowned out the little pianoforte that played accompaniment to their hymns, rattling the glass globes over the wall sconces. Duncan had forgotten that the day was Sunday, and he’d only begrudgingly agreed to put on clean clothes and accompany Sarah, who insisted that young Will needed to go to the service because the singing would be good for him.
Agawam was a thriving town, larger than Duncan had expected, a crossroads community that lay at the junction of the Albany road and the busy north–south thoroughfare of the Connecticut River. To his surprise, there were two doctors in the town, and Duncan had introduced himself to both by delivering Hayes to one and asking the other for help in replenishing his own store of medicines. Neither had
