It would make her seriously worse if you were to come.

It would almost kill her....My errand is of a peculiar and awkward nature.

It is concerning a subject which weighs on her mind--that unfortunate arrangement she made with you, that you might have her body--after death." "Oh! Grammer Oliver, the old woman with the fine head.

Seriously ill, is she!" "And SO disturbed by her rash compact! I have brought the money back--will you please return to her the agreement she signed ?" Grace held out to him a couple of five-pound notes which she had kept ready tucked in her glove.
Without replying or considering the notes, Fitzpiers allowed his thoughts to follow his eyes, and dwell upon Grace's personality, and the sudden close relation in which he stood to her.

The porch was narrow; the rain increased.