He fell down as black as your hat, and his eyes rolled, and his teeth gnashed, and he foamed at the mouth, and took four to hold him; and presently as white as a ghost, and given up for dead.

No pulse for hours; and when his life came back his reason was gone." "Good Heavens, madam!" "For a time it was.

How he did rave! and 'Bella' the only name on his lips.

And now he lies in his own house as weak as water.

Come, old gentleman, don't you be too hard; you are not a child, like your daughter; take the world as it is.