A young lady came out of the room a little disturbed, as it seemed, and said, "John, what is the matter ?" "A gentleman, Miss Nelly, that insists on seeing my master." "A very old and deeply-indebted friend," said I, "that ventures to press myself on my much-respected benefactor on my return from abroad." "Alas, sir," replied she, "my uncle would be happy to see you, but--" At this moment something was heard within the apartment like the falling of a plate, or glass, and immediately after my friend's voice called angrily and eagerly for his niece.

She entered the room hastily, and so did I.But it was to see a spectacle, compared with which that of my benefactor stretched on his bier would have been a happy one.
The easy-chair filled with cushions, the extended limbs swathed in flannel, the wide wrapping-gown and nightcap, showed illness; but the dimmed eye, once so replete with living fire--the blabber lip, whose dilation and compression used to give such character to his animated countenance--the stammering tongue, that once poured forth such floods of masculine eloquence, and had often swayed the opinion of the sages whom he addressed,--all these sad symptoms evinced that my friend was in the melancholy condition of those in whom the principle of animal life has unfortunately survived that of mental intelligence.

He gazed a moment at me, but then seemed insensible of my presence, and went on--he, once the most courteous and well-bred--to babble unintelligible but violent reproaches against his niece and servant, because he himself had dropped a teacup in attempting to place it on a table at his elbow.
His eyes caught a momentary fire from his irritation; but he struggled in vain for words to express himself adequately, as, looking from his servant to his niece, and then to the table, he laboured to explain that they had placed it (though it touched his chair) at too great a distance from him.
The young person, who had naturally a resigned Madonna-like expression of countenance, listened to his impatient chiding with the most humble submission, checked the servant, whose less delicate feelings would have entered on his justification, and gradually, by the sweet and soft tone of her voice, soothed to rest the spirit of causeless irritation.
She then cast a look towards me, which expressed, "You see all that remains of him whom you call friend." It seemed also to say, "Your longer presence here can only be distressing to us all." "Forgive me, young lady," I said, as well as tears would permit; "I am a person deeply obliged to your uncle.

My name is Croftangry." "Lord! and that I should not hae minded ye, Maister Croftangry," said the servant.

"Ay, I mind my master had muckle fash about your job.