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Mrs Vincy sprang to theand opened it in an instant, thinking

only of Fred and not of ate was only two yards

off on the other side of so, and turned round at the

sudden sound of the sash, before she called to him In two minutes he

was in the rooh

to show a pretty anxiety conflicting with her sense of as

becoate had to hear a narrative in which Mrs Vincy's mind insisted

with remarkable instinct on every point of minor importance, especially

on what Mr Wrench had said and had not said about coht be an aard affair with Wrench, Lydgate saw at once; but

the case was serious enough to make him dismiss that consideration: he

was convinced that Fred was in the pink-skinned stage of typhoid fever,

and that he had taken just the wrong ular nurse, and various appliances and

precautions ate was particular Poor

Mrs Vincy's terror at these indications of danger found vent in such

words as cae on the part

of Mr Wrench, who had attended their house so h Mr Peacock was equally a friend Why Mr

Wrench should neglect her children more than others, she could not for