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‘
Mr
.
Tupman
has
met
with
a
little
accident
;
that
’
s
all
.
’
The
spinster
aunt
uttered
a
piercing
scream
,
burst
into
an
hysteric
laugh
,
and
fell
backwards
in
the
arms
of
her
nieces
.
‘
Throw
some
cold
water
over
her
,
’
said
the
old
gentleman
.
‘
No
,
no
,
’
murmured
the
spinster
aunt
;
‘
I
am
better
now
.
Bella
,
Emily
—
a
surgeon
!
Is
he
wounded
?
—
Is
he
dead
?
—
Is
he
—
Ha
,
ha
,
ha
!
’
Here
the
spinster
aunt
burst
into
fit
number
two
,
of
hysteric
laughter
interspersed
with
screams
.
‘
Calm
yourself
,
’
said
Mr
.
Tupman
,
affected
almost
to
tears
by
this
expression
of
sympathy
with
his
sufferings
.
‘
Dear
,
dear
madam
,
calm
yourself
.
’
‘
It
is
his
voice
!
’
exclaimed
the
spinster
aunt
;
and
strong
symptoms
of
fit
number
three
developed
themselves
forthwith
.
‘
Do
not
agitate
yourself
,
I
entreat
you
,
dearest
madam
,
’
said
Mr
.
Tupman
soothingly
.
‘
I
am
very
little
hurt
,
I
assure
you
.
’
‘
Then
you
are
not
dead
!
’
ejaculated
the
hysterical
lady
.
‘
Oh
,
say
you
are
not
dead
!
’
‘
Don
’
t
be
a
fool
,
Rachael
,
’
interposed
Mr
.
Wardle
,
rather
more
roughly
than
was
consistent
with
the
poetic
nature
of
the
scene
.
‘
What
the
devil
’
s
the
use
of
his
saying
he
isn
’
t
dead
?
’
