Your name, sir ?" he added, to the sick man.
"Why should you seek to know it ?" replied the other.

"No tombstone will be placed over the plague-pit." "Not a moment must be lost if you would save him," cried Nizza.
"You are right," replied Leonard.

"Let us fly to the nearest apothecary's." Accordingly, they set off at a quick pace towards Moorgate.

Just as they reached it, they heard the bell ring, and saw the dead-cart approaching.
Shrinking back while it passed, they ran on till they came to an apothecary's shop, where Leonard, describing the state of the sick man, by his entreaties induced the master of the establishment and one of his assistants to accompany him.

Leaving Nizza in the shop, he then retraced his steps with his companions.