"You look pale," said Caddy when we came out, "and cold!" I felt as if the room had chilled me.
We had walked slowly while we were talking, and my guardian and Ada were here before us.

We found them in Miss Flite's garret.

They were looking at the birds, while a medical gentleman who was so good as to attend Miss Flite with much solicitude and compassion spoke with her cheerfully by the fire.
"I have finished my professional visit," he said, coming forward.
"Miss Flite is much better and may appear in court (as her mind is set upon it) to-morrow.

She has been greatly missed there, I understand." Miss Flite received the compliment with complacency and dropped a general curtsy to us.
"Honoured, indeed," said she, "by another visit from the wards in Jarndyce! Ve-ry happy to receive Jarndyce of Bleak House beneath my humble roof!" with a special curtsy.

"Fitz-Jarndyce, my dear"-- she had bestowed that name on Caddy, it appeared, and always called her by it--"a double welcome!" "Has she been very ill ?" asked Mr.Jarndyce of the gentleman whom we had found in attendance on her.