In my opinion, no member of your family can hope to be happy or comfortable in this house.' 'What do you mean ?' 'Please to let me explain myself, ma'am.

When Mr.Henry Westwick was here (I have this from the valet, too) he occupied the room his brother died in (without knowing it), like you.

For two nights he never closed his eyes.

Without any reason for it (the valet heard him tell the gentlemen in the coffee-room) he could not sleep; he felt so low and so wretched in himself.

And what is more, when daytime came, he couldn't even eat while he was under this roof.