Why not have up Mrs.Dean to finish her tale?
I can recollect its chief incidents, as far as she had gone.

Yes: I remember her hero had run off, and never been heard of for three years; and the heroine was married.

I'll ring: she'll be delighted to find me capable of talking cheerfully.

Mrs.Dean came.
'It wants twenty minutes, sir, to taking the medicine,' she commenced.
'Away, away with it!' I replied; 'I desire to have--' 'The doctor says you must drop the powders.' 'With all my heart! Don't interrupt me.

Come and take your seat here.
Keep your fingers from that bitter phalanx of vials.