You remember my brother, Scatcherd ?" Remember his brother! thought the rich man to himself.

The name of the doctor's brother had not been alluded to between them since the days of that trial; but still it was impossible but that Scatcherd should well remember him.
"Yes, yes; certainly.

I remember your brother," said he.

"I remember him well; there's no doubt about that." "Well, Scatcherd," and, as he spoke, the doctor laid his hand with kindness on the other's arm.

"Mary's eldest child was my brother's child as well.
"But there is no such child living," said Sir Roger; and, in his violence, as he spoke he threw from off him the bedclothes, and tried to stand upon the floor.