I believe in you, Mr.Gridley, as I believe in my Maker and in Father Pemberton,--but, poor man, he's old, and you won't be old these twenty years yet." [Master Gridley shook his head as if to say that was n't so, but felt comforted and refreshed.] "You've got to help Myrtle Hazard again.

You brought her home when she come so nigh drowning.

You got the old doctor to go and see her when she come so nigh being bewitched with the magnetism and nonsense, whatever they call it, and the young doctor was so nigh bein' crazy, too.

I know, for Nurse Byloe told me all about it.

And now Myrtle's gettin' run away with by that pesky Minister Stoker.