He was brought to the house at Woolwich, and there for several months lay between life and death.

A partial recovery followed, and he was taken to the Isle of Wight, where, in a short time, a second attack killed him.
His child, Cecily, was twelve years old.

For the last five years she had been living in the care of Mrs.Elgar at Manchester.

This lady was an intimate friend of Mrs.Doran's family, and in entrusting his child to her, Doran had given a strong illustration of one of the singularities of his character.

Though by no means the debauchee that Sowerby Bridge declared him, he was not a man of conventional morality; yet, in the case of people who were in any way entrusted to his care, he showed a curious severity of practice.