“My poor husband has been in the agonies of death all
night, and we expected his dissolution every minute. I will not tell you what I
have suffered. Whenever he thought himself dying he called me to him, to bid
him farewell, and to let him ‘die in my arms.’ This morning he has
recovered a little, and lies tolerably composed, and Mr.
West thinks he may linger yet another night. If you are well
enough to come to me on your return, do. He thinks he could die in peace if he
heard you were likely to succeed in your generous intentions. To prevent
unnecessary fatigue to you, and alarm to Mrs. Jerdan, do
not think of returning at night; I can give you a bed, and indeed I have much
to say to you, and consult you about. Mr. West (the
medical adviser) has promised to spend the night here, he was in the house from
four o’clock till nine.
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