But she is now an old woman, and when she dies, God knows what will become of her." "I will look after her as long as I live," said the Doctor.
"Thank you, Doctor." There was a pause.

"She is a saint." His mind had gone back to his early life.

To this Dr.Balsam made no reply.

"She has had a sad life.

She was crossed in love but instead of souring, it sweetened her." "I was the man," said the Doctor, quietly.