Mrs. Mossop.
Don't be vexed with me. "I'll see if she's at home," I said. "Oh, yes, woman, Miss Trelawny's at home," said he, and hobbled straight in. I've shut him in the Telfers' room——
[There are three distinct raps, with a stick, at the right-hand door.]
Rose. and Mrs. Mossop.
Oh-h!
Rose.
[Faintly.] Open it.
[Mrs. Mossop opens the door, and Sir William enters. He is feebler, more decrepit, than when last seen. He wears a plaid about his shoulders and walks with the aid of a stick.]
Mrs. Mossop.
[At the door.] Ah, and a sweet thing Miss Trelawny is——!