He is dark, she is fair.
Something will come of this.

Ha, ha!" Lady Bassett now talked of sending to London for advice; but Mary Wells dissuaded her.

"Physic can't cure him.

There's only one can cure him, and that is yourself, my lady." "Ah, would to Heaven I could!" "Try _my_ way, and you will see, my lady." "What, _that_ way! Oh, no, no!" "Well, then, if you won't, nobody else can." Such speeches as these, often repeated, on the one hand, and Sir Charles's melancholy on the other, drove Lady Bassett almost wild with distress and perplexity.
Meanwhile her vague fears of Richard Bassett were being gradually realized.
Bassett employed Wheeler to sound Dr.Willis as to his patient's condition.
Dr.Willis, true to the honorable traditions of his profession, would tell him nothing.

But Dr.Willis had a wife.