I accidentally met Wingfield this morning, and he informed me that Blaize was taken ill the day before yesterday, and removed to the pest-house in Finsbury Fields.

I will go thither presently, and see what has become of him.

Is Doctor Hodges still among the living ?" "I trust so," replied Mr.Bloundel, "though I have not seen him for the last ten days." He then disappeared for a few minutes, and on his return lowered a small basket containing a flask of canary, a loaf which he himself had baked, and a piece of cold boiled beef.

The apprentice thankfully received the provisions, and retiring to the hutch, began to discuss them, fortifying himself with a copious draught of canary.

Having concluded his repast, he issued forth, and acquainting Mr.Bloundel, who had at length ventured to commence reading the contents of the packet by the aid of powerful glasses, that he was about to proceed to Dr.Hodges's residence, to inquire after him, set off in that direction.
Arrived in Great Knightrider-street, he was greatly shocked at finding the door of the doctor's habitation fastened, nor could he make any one hear, though he knocked loudly and repeatedly against it.