He, hurrying into the chamber, saw Mary already entered.
When Sepia learned who it was that had scared her, she felt she could kill her with less compunction than Mr.Redmain.She hated her far worse.
"You _must_ get the viper out of-the house, Mewks," she said.

"It is all your fault she got into the room." "I'm sure I'm willing enough," he answered, "-- even if it wasn't you as as't me, miss! But what am I to do?
She's that brazen, you wouldn' believe, miss! It wouldn' be becomin' to tell you what I think that young woman fit to do." "I don't doubt it," responded Sepia.

"But surely," she went on, "the next time he has an attack, and he's certain to have one soon, you will be able to get her hustled out!" "No, miss--least of all just then.

She'll make that a pretense for not going a yard from the bed--as if me that's been about him so many years didn't know what ought to be done with him in his paroxes of pain better than the likes of her! Of all things I do loathe a row, miss--and the talk of it after; and sure I am that without a row we don't get her out of that room.

The only way is to be quiet, and seem to trust her, and watch for the chance of her going out--then shut her out, and keep her out." "I believe you are right," returned Sepia, almost with a hope that no such opportunity might arrive, but at the same time growing more determined to take advantage of it if it should.
Hence partly it came that Mary met with no interruption to her watching and ministering.