I do not consider myself at all a fortunate person." "You are not quite so miserable, though, as when you first came.

Go and eat and drink a little more, and you will do very well.

Another slice of cold meat, another draught of Madeira and water, will make you nearly on a par with the rest of us." "No--I shall not stir.

I shall sit by you.

You are my best cure." "We are going to Box Hill to-morrow;--you will join us.