Thank you, thank you.
Harriet, my dear, Miss Rutherford has had the great, the very great, goodness to visit you--to visit you personally--yes.

I will leave you, if--if you please--h'm, yes." He shuffled away in the same distressingly nervous manner, and closed the door behind him.

The schoolmistress found herself in a dark little parlour, which smelt even more of drugs than the shop itself.

The window looked out into a dirty back-yard, and was almost concealed with heavy red curtains.

As the eyes got accustomed to the dimness, one observed that the floor was covered with very old oil-cloth, and that the articles of furniture were few, only the most indispensable, and all very shabby.