“By spells.”
“Has she no one to help her? Does she remain near him night as well as day, without rest and without change?”
“She has a helper.”
“Ah! Who?”
“A young girl, sir, but she—”
“Well, Haines?”
“Is in affliction, too. She is deaf—and she is dumb; a deaf mute, sir.”
“Haines!”
“The truth, sir. Miss Wealthy would have no other. They get along together somehow; but the girl cannot speak a word.”
“Nor hear?”