Going to
do the
music-room
that
morning,
she had
"found the
master
sitting on
the sofa,
holding
his head,
and
groaning
awful.
He's not
been at
home,
ma'am,
since
you--you
went on
your
visit, so
I didn't
know what
to do. I
ran for
cook and
we got him
up to bed,
and not
knowing
where
you'd be,
ma'am, I
telephoned
to Count
Rosek, and
he came--I
hope I
didn't do
wrong--and
he sent me
down to
see you.
The doctor
says his
brain's on
the touch
