"What is her ailment?"
"She was always one of the delicate kind, but full of spirit, and—and you see she has had a baby lately——"
"William!"
"And she—I—the doctor is afeard she's not picking up."
"I feel sure she will pick up."
"Yes, sir?"
It must have been the wine I had drunk that made me tell him:
"I was once married, William. My wife—it was just such a case as yours."
"She did not get better, sir?"
"No."