"To seize upon me the very day after Mrs. Bute was gone," the old lady prattled on; "it was too indecent. Briggs, my dear, write to Mrs. Crawley, and say SHE needn't come back. No--she needn't--and she shan't--and I won't be a slave in my own house--and I won't be starved and choked with poison. They all want to kill me--all--all"--and with this the lonely old woman burst into a scream of hysterical tears.

"To seize upon me the very day after Mrs. Bute was gone," the old lady went on; "it was indecent. Briggs, my dear, write to Mrs. Bute Crawley, and say she needn't come back. No - she shan't - I won't be a slave in my own house - and I won't be starved and choked with poison. They all want to kill me - all!" - and the lonely old woman burst into hysterical tears.
