Yer see, my dear, 'e'd told me 'isself as the pore creature couldn't last the week.

Well, I stuck the bottle on the shelf, and went to meet 'im.

'She's gone, sir,' I says.

He come right past me without a word and stoops over the bed.

And then, sure enough, quite sharp and sudden says 'e, 'You give 'er the pain-killer ?' 'Just as you told me, sir,' I says, and with that I showed 'im the bottle.