'It was so sad! so unexpected! but he was so subject to affection of the throat.

And I was so sorry I could not get down to him in time.

I had not seen him since his marriage, when I was a girl!--and to meet one of his children!--But, my dear, in quinsey, I have heard that there is nothing on earth like a good hearty laugh.' Mr.Raikes hearing this, sucked down the flavour of a glass of champagne, and with a look of fierce jollity, interposed, as if specially charged by Providence to make plain to the persecuted Countess his mission and business there: 'Then our vocation is at last revealed to us! Quinsey-doctor! I remember when a boy, wandering over the paternal mansion, and envying the life of a tinker, which my mother did not think a good omen in me.

But the traps of a Quinsey-doctor are even lighter.

Say twenty good jokes, and two or three of a practical kind.