Mrs Bangham, expert in sudden device, with one hand fanned the patient with a cabbage leaf, and with the other set traps of vinegar and sugar in gallipots; at the same time enunciating sentiments of an encouraging and congratulatory nature, adapted to the occasion.
'The flies trouble you, don't they, my dear ?' said Mrs Bangham.

'But p'raps they'll take your mind off of it, and do you good.

What between the buryin ground, the grocer's, the waggon-stables, and the paunch trade, the Marshalsea flies gets very large.

P'raps they're sent as a consolation, if we only know'd it.

How are you now, my dear?
No better?
No, my dear, it ain't to be expected; you'll be worse before you're better, and you know it, don't you?
Yes.