His escape was attributed partly to his own singular equanimity, and partly to the intrepid and indefatigable friendship of Bentinck.

From the hands of Bentinck alone William took food and medicine.

By Bentinck alone William was lifted from his bed and laid down in it.

"Whether Bentinck slept or not while I was ill," said William to Temple, with great tenderness, "I know not.

But this I know, that, through sixteen days and nights, I never once called for anything but that Bentinck was instantly at my side." Before the faithful servant had entirely performed his task, he had himself caught the contagion.