"Oh, decidedly unwell! Oh, very unwell indeed," she said confidentially. "Not pain, you know--trouble. Not bodily so much as nervous, nervous! The truth is," in a subdued voice and trembling, "we have had death here. There was poison in the house. I am very susceptible to such horrid things. It frightened me. Only Mr. Woodcourt knows how much. My physician, Mr. Woodcourt!" with great stateliness. "The wards in Jarndyce--Jarndyce of Bleak House--Fitz-Jarndyce!"

"Oh, very unwell indeed," she said confidentially. "Not bodily pain, you know, so much as nervous trouble. The truth is," in a subdued voice, "we have had death here. There was poison in the house. It frightened me. Only Mr. Woodcourt knows how much. My physician, Mr. Woodcourt!"
