If your mother will not have him here, he will remain for a while where he is; and if he falls sick, he will be removed to the pest house." "Oh no! no! no!" cried Gertrude vehemently, "not whilst he has a sister to nurse him--a roof, however humble, to shelter him.

Let him not die amongst strangers! I fear not the infection.

I will go to him this minute.

Already I have thought it were better to die of the plague, doing one's duty towards the sick and suffering, than to keep shut up away from all.

They shall not take him away to die amidst those scenes of horror of which one has heard.