`TrustMrDawson，’hesaid，`forafewdaysmore，ifyouplease。Butifthereisnotsomechangeforthebetterinthattime，sendforadvicefromLondon，whichthismuleofadoctormustacceptinspiteofhimself。
OffendMrDawson，andsaveMissHalcombe。Isaythisseriously，onmywordofhonourandfromthebottomofmyheart。’
Hislordshipspokewithextremefeelingandkindness。ButpoorLadyGlyde’snervesweresocompletelybrokendownthatsheseemedquitefrightenedathim。Shetrembledfromheadtofoot，andallowedhimtotakehisleavewithoututteringawordonherside。Sheturnedtomewhenhehadgone，andsaid，`Oh，MrsMichelson，Iamheart-brokenaboutmysister，andI
havenofriendtoadviseme！DoyouthinkMrDawsoniswrong？Hetoldmehimselfthismorningthattherewasnofear，andnoneedtosendforanotherdoctor。’
`WithallrespecttoMrDawson，Ianswered，`inyourladyship’splaceIshouldremembertheCount’sadvice。’