Then I laugh to myself, and say, 'Not this time then, but it can't be long now.' Those palpitations, Mrs.Hawker, are growing worse and worse each month.

I have got a desperate incurable heart complaint, that will carry me off, sudden and sure, without warning, I hope to a better sort of world than this." "I am sorry for you, Captain Saxon," she said, sobbing, "so very, very sorry for you!" "I thank you kindly, my good friend," he replied.

"It's long since I had so good a friend as you.

Now change the subject.

I want to talk to you about yourself.