It is perfect madness!" "I trust, sir, that you do not think that I have neglected the matter.

I have pointed it all out, I assure you, to Mr.Vavasour." "And it is not altered ?" "I believe it is to be altered--that is--the truth is, sir, that Mr.
Vavasour shrinks so much from the very notion of cholera, that--" "That he does not like to do anything which may look like believing in its possibility ?" "He says," quoth Tom, parrying the question, but in a somewhat dry tone, "that he is afraid of alarming Mrs.Vavasour and the servants." The Major said something under his breath, which Tom did not catch, and then, in an appeased tone of voice-- "Well, that is at least a fault on the right side.

Mrs.Vavasour's brother, as owner of the place, is of course the proper person to make the house fit for habitation." And he relapsed into silence, while Thurnall, who suspected more than met the ear, rose to depart.
"Are you going?
It is not late; not ten o'clock yet." "A medical man, who may be called up at any moment, must make sure of his 'beauty sleep,'" "I will walk with you, and smoke my last cigar." So they went out, and up to Heale's.

Tom went in: but he observed that his companion, after standing awhile in the street irresolutely, went on up the hill, and, as far as he could see, turned up the lane to Vavasour's.
"A mystery here," thought he, as he put matters to rights in the surgery ere going upstairs.

"A mystery which I may as well fathom.