He was very white and strained.

Newton sat in miserable sympathy.
After dinner he went into the scullery to help Annie to wash up.

The little maid had gone on an errand.
"Is it really a tumour ?" he asked.
Annie began to cry again.
"The pain she had yesterday--I never saw anybody suffer like it!" she cried.

"Leonard ran like a madman for Dr.Ansell, and when she'd got to bed she said to me: 'Annie, look at this lump on my side.

I wonder what it is ?' And there I looked, and I thought I should have dropped.