This was the individual who was selected by my daughter Jane to receive the affections which she had refused to some of the most polished and admired men in England, and, as I believe, largely for the reason that, instead of bowing and sighing about after her, he treated her with a rudeness which was almost brutal.
In one of these new model houses lived some people of the name of Smith.
Mr.Smith was a compositor, and Mrs.Smith, _nee_ Samuels, was none other than that very little girl whom, together with her brother, who died, I had once treated for erysipelas resulting from vaccination.

In a way I felt grateful to her, for that case was the beginning of my real success in life, and for this reason, out of several applicants, the new model house was let to her husband as soon as it was ready for occupation.
Could I have foreseen the results which were to flow from an act of kindness, and that as this family had indirectly been the cause of my triumph so they were in turn to be the cause of my ruin, I would have destroyed the whole street with dynamite before I allowed them to set foot in it.

However, they came, bringing with them two children, a little girl of four, to whom Jane took a great fancy, and a baby of eighteen months.
In due course these children caught the whooping-cough, and Jane visited them, taking with her some delicacies as a present.

While she was there Dr.Merchison arrived in his capacity of parish doctor, and, beyond a curt bow taking no notice of Jane, began his examination, for this was his first visit to the family.

Presently his eye fell upon a box of sweets.
"What's that ?" he asked sharply.
"It's a present that Miss Therne here has brought for Tottie," answered the mother.
"Then Tottie mustn't eat them till she is well.