But if you could have seen how you tried to jump out o' winder, and if you could have heard how you used to keep on singing and making speeches, you wouldn't have believed it--I'm so glad you're better, Mr Liverer.' 'Liverer indeed!' said Dick thoughtfully.

'It's well I am a liverer.
I strongly suspect I should have died, Marchioness, but for you.' At this point, Mr Swiveller took the small servant's hand in his again, and being, as we have seen, but poorly, might in struggling to express his thanks have made his eyes as red as hers, but that she quickly changed the theme by making him lie down, and urging him to keep very quiet.
'The doctor,' she told him, 'said you was to be kept quite still, and there was to be no noise nor nothing.

Now, take a rest, and then we'll talk again.

I'll sit by you, you know.

If you shut your eyes, perhaps you'll go to sleep.