"Can you come on Wednesday ?" "Yes, I'll come," she said with a sort of choke.

And now the woman having lit a fresh candle, ushered them into the sick man's room.
"Typhus and scarlatina!" said the Doctor.

"How this place smells after being in the air.

He is sensible again, I think." "Quite sensible," the sick man answered aloud.

"So you've come, Mr.
Thornton; I'm glad of it; I've got a sad story to tell you; but I'll have vengeance if you do your duty.