The widowed sister in America died, and, out of her abundance, her children all provided for, left to the unhappy wife in England a substantial bequest.

News of this came first to Dr.
Derwent, who was appointed trustee.
But before he had time to communicate with Mrs.Hannaford, a letter from her occasioned him new anxiety.

His sister wrote that Olga was bent on making a most undesirable marriage, having fallen in love with a penniless nondescript who called himself an artist; a man given, it was suspected, to drink, and without any decent connection that one could hear of.

A wretched, squalid affair! Would the Doctor come at once and see Olga?
Her father was away, as usual; of course the girl would not be influenced by _him_, in any case; she was altogether in a strange, wild, headstrong state, and one could not be sure how soon the marriage might come about.
With wrinkled brows, the vexed pathologist set forth for Hammersmith..