hour　since；　the　surgeon　had　been　sent　for　in　great　haste　to　see
  Mrs。　Armadale。　He　had　found　her　suffering　from　an　alarming
  nervous　attack；　brought　on　（as　the　servants　suspected）　by　an
  unexpected；　and；　possibly；　an　unwelcome　visitor；　who　had　called
  that　morning。　The　surgeon　had　done　all　that　was　needful；　and　had
  no　apprehension　of　any　dangerous　results。　Finding　his　patient
  eagerly　desirous；　on　recovering　herself；　to　see　Mr。　Brock
  immediately；　he　had　thought　it　important　to　humor　her；　and　had
  readily　undertaken　to　call　at　the　rectory　with　a　message　to　that
  effect。
  Looking　at　Mrs。　Armadale　with　a　far　deeper　interest　in　her　than
  the　surgeon's　interest；　Mr。　Brock　saw　enough　in　her　face；　when　it
  turned　toward　him　on　his　entering　the　room；　to　justify　instant
  and　serious　alarm。　She　allowed　him　no　opportunity　of　soothing
  her；　she　heeded　none　of　his　inquiries。　Answers　to　certain
  questions　of　her　own　were　what　she　wanted；　and　what　she　was
  determined　to　have：　Had　Mr。　Brock　seen　the　woman　who　had　presumed
  to　visit　her　that　morning？　Yes。　Had　Allan　seen　her？　No；　Allan　had
  been　at　work　since　breakfast；　and　was　at　work　still；　in　his　yard
  by　the　water…side。
  This　latter　reply　appeared　to　quiet　Mrs。　Armadale　for　the　moment；
  she　put　her　next　questionthe　most　extraordinary　question　of　the
  threemore　composedly：　Did　the　rector　think　Allan　would　object
  to　leaving　his　vessel　for　the　presen　t；　and　to　accompanying　his
  mother　on　a　journey　to　look　out　for　a　new　house　in　some　other
  part　of　England？　In　the　greatest　amazement　Mr。　Brock　asked　what
  reason　there　could　possibly　be　for　leaving　her　present　residence？
  Mrs。　Armadale's　reason；　when　she　gave　it；　only　added　to　his
  surprise。　The　woman's　first　visit　might　be　followed　by　a　second；
  and　rather　than　see　her　again；　rather　than　run　the　risk　of
  Allan's　seeing　her　and　speaking　to　her；　Mrs。　Armadale　would　leave
  England　if　necessary；　and　end　her　days　in　a　foreign　land。　Taking
  counsel　of　his　experience　as　a　magistrate；　Mr。　Brock　inquired　if
  the　woman　had　come　to　ask　for　money。　Yes；　respectably　as　she　was
  dressed；　she　had　described　herself　as　being　〃in　distress〃；　had
  asked　for　money；　and　had　got　it。　But　the　money　was　of　no
  importance；　the　one　thing　needful　was　to　get　away　before　the
  woman　came　again。　More　and　more　surprised；　Mr。　Brock　ventured　on
  another　question：　Was　it　long　since　Mrs。　Armadale　and　her　visitor
  had　last　met？　Yes；　longer　than　all　Allan's　lifetimeas　long　ago
  as　the　year　before　Allan　was　born。
  At　that　reply；　the　rector　shifted　his　ground；　and　took　counsel
  next　of　his　experience　as　a　friend。
  〃Is　this　person；〃　he　asked；　〃connected　in　any　way　with　the
  painful　remembrances　of　your　early　life？〃
  〃Yes；　with　the　painful　remembrance　of　the　time　when　I　was
  married；〃　said　Mrs。　Armadale。　〃She　was　associated；　as　a　mere
  child；　with　a　circumstance　which　I　must　think　of　with　shame　and
  sorrow　to　my　dying　day。〃
  Mr。　Brock　noticed　the　altered　tone　in　which　his　old　friend　spoke；
  and　the　unwillingness　with　which　she　gave　her　answer。
  〃Can　you　tell　me　more　about　her　without　referring　to　yourself？〃
  he　went　on。　〃I　am　sure　I　can　protect　you；　if　you　will　only　help
  me　a　little。　Her　name；　for　instanceyou　can　tell　me　her　name？〃
  Mrs。　Armadale　shook　her　head；　〃The　name　I　knew　her　by；〃　she　said；
  〃would　be　of　no　use　to　you。　She　has　been　married　since　then；　she
  told　me　so　herself。〃
  〃And　without　telling　you　her　married　name？〃
  〃She　refused　to　tell　it。〃
  〃Do　you　know　anything　of　her　friends？〃
  〃Only　of　her　friends　when　she　was　a　child。　They　called　themselves
  her　uncle　and　aunt。　They　were　low　people；　and　they　deserted　her
  at　the　school　on　my　father's　estate。　We　never　heard　any　more　of
  them。〃
  〃Did　she　remain　under　your　father's　care？〃
  〃She　remained　under　my　care；　that　is　to　say；　she　traveled　with
  us。　We　were　leaving　England；　just　as　that　time；　for　Madeira。　I
  had　my　father's　leave　to　take　her　with　me；　and　to　train　the
  wretch　to　be　my　maid〃
  At　those　words　Mrs。　Armadale　stopped　confusedly。　Mr。　Brock　tried
  gently　to　lead　her　on。　It　was　useless；　she　started　up　in　violent
  agitation；　and　walked　excitedly　backward　and　forward　in　the　room。
  〃Don't　ask　me　any　more！〃　she　cried　out；　in　loud；　angry　tones。　〃I
  parted　with　her　when　she　was　a　girl　of　twelve　years　old。　I　never
  saw　her　again；　I　never　heard　of　her　again；　from　that　time　to
  this。　I　don't　know　how　she　has　discovered　me；　after　all　the　years
  that　have　passed；　I　only　know　that　she　_has_　discovered　me。　She
  will　find　her　way　to　Allan　next；　she　will　poison　my　son's　mind
  against　me。　Help　me　to　get　away　from　her！　help　me　to　take　Allan
  away　before　she　comes　back！〃
  The　rector　asked　no　more　questions；　it　would　have　been　cruel　to
  press　her　further。　The　first　necessity　was　to　compose　her　by
  promising　compliance　with　all　that　she　desired。　The　second　was　to
  induce　her　to　see　another　medical　man。　Mr。　Brock　contrived　to
  reach　his　end　harmlessly　in　this　latter　case　by　reminding　her
  that　she　wanted　strength　to　travel；　and　that　her　own　medical
  attendant　might　restore　her　（all　the　more　speedily　to　herself　if
  he　were　assisted　by　the　best　professional　advice。　Having　overcome
  her　habitual　reluctance　to　seeing　strangers　by　this　means；　the
  rector　at　once　went　to　Allan；　and；　delicately　concealing　what
  Mrs。　Armadale　had　said　at　the　interview；　broke　the　news　to　him
  that　his　mother　was　seriously　ill。　Allan　would　hear　of　no
  messengers　being　sent　for　assistance：　he　drove　off　on　the　spot　to
  the　railway；　and　telegraphed　himself　to　Bristol　for　medical　help。
  On　the　next　morning　the　help　came；　and　Mr。　Brock's　worst　fears
  were　confirmed。　The　village　surgeon　had　fatally　misunderstood　the
  case　from　the　first；　and　the　time　was　past　now　at　which　his
  errors　of　treatment　might　have　been　set　right。　The　shock　of　the
  previous　morning　had　completed　the　mischief。　Mrs。　Armadale's　days
  were　numbered。
  The　son　who　dearly　loved　her；　the　old　friend　to　whom　her　life　was
  precious；　hoped　vainly　to　the　last。　In　a　month　from　the
  physician's　visit　all　hope　was　over；　and　Allan　shed　the　first
  bitter　tears　of　his　life　at　his　mother's　grave。
  She　had　died　more　peacefully　than　Mr。　Brock　had　dared　to　hope；
  leaving　all　her　little　fortune　to　her　son；　and　committing　him
  solemnly　to　the　care　of　her　one　friend　on　earth。　The　rector　had
  entreated　her　to　let　him　write　and　try　to　reconcile　her　brothers
  with　her　before　it　was　too　late。　She　had　only　answered　sadly　that
  it　was　too　late　already。　But　one　reference　escaped　her　in　her
  last　illness　to　those　early　sorrows　which　had　weighed　heavily　on
  all　her　after…life；　and　which　had　passed　thrice　already；　like
  shadows　of　evil；　between　the　rector　and　herself。　Even　on　her
  deathbed　she　had　shrunk　from　letting　the　light　fall　clearly　on
  the　story　of　the　past。　She　had　looked　at　Allan　kneeling　by　the
  bedside；　and　had　whispered　to　Mr。　Brock：　〃_Never　let　his　Namesake
  come　near　him！　Never　let　that　Woman　find　him　out！_〃　No　word　more
  fell　from　her　that　touched　on　the　misfortunes　which　had　tried　her
  in　the　past；　or　on　the　dangers　which　she　dreaded　in　the　future。
  The　secret　which　she　had　kept　from　her　son　and　from　her　friend
  was　a　secret　which　she　carried　with　her　to　the　grave。
  When　the　last　offices　of　affection　and　respect　had　been
  performed；　Mr。　Brock　felt　it　his　duty；　as　executor　to　the
  deceased　lady；　to　write　to　her　brothers；　and　to　give　them
  information　of　her　death。　Believing　that　he　had　to　deal　with　two
  men　who　would　probably　misinterpret　his　motives　if　he　left
  Allan's　position　unexplained；　he　was　careful　to　remind　them　that
  Mrs。　Armadale's　son　was　well　provided　for；　and　that　the　object　of
  his　letter　was　simply　to　communicate　the　news　of　their　sister's
  decease。　The　two　letters　were　dispatched　toward　the　middle　of
  January；　and　by　return　of　post　the　answers　were　received。　The
  first　which　the　rector　opened　was　written　not　by　the　elder
  brother；　but　by　the　elder　brother's　only　son。　The　young　man　had
  succeeded　to　the　estates　in　Norfolk　on　his　father's　death；　some
  little　time　since。　He　wrote　in　a　frank　and　friendly　spirit；
  assuring　Mr。　Brock　that；　however　strongly　his　father　might　have
  been　prejudiced　against　Mrs。　Armadale；　the　hostile　feeling　had
  never　extended　to　her　son。　For　himself；　he　had　only　to　add　that
  he　would　be　sincerely　happy　to　welcome　his　cousin　to　Thorpe
  Ambrose　whenever　his　cousin　came　that　way。
  The　second　letter　was　a　far　less　agreeable　reply　to　receive　than
  the　first。　The　younger　brother　was　still　alive；　and　still
  resolute　neither　to　forget　nor　forgive。　He　informed　Mr。　Brock
  that　his　deceased　sister's　choice　of　a　husband；　and　her　conduct
  to　her　father　at　the　time　of　her　marriage；　had　made　any　relations
  of　affection　or　esteem　impossible；　on　his　side；　from　that　time
  forth。　Holding　the　opinions　he　did；　it　would　be　equally　painful
  to　his　nephew　and　himself　if　any　personal　intercourse　took　place
  between　them。　He　had　adverted；　as　generally　as　possible；　to　the
  nature　of　the　differences　which　had　kept　him　apart　from　his　late
  sister；　in　order　to　satisfy　Mr。　Brock's　mind　that　a　personal
  acquaintance　with　young　Mr。　Armadale　was；　as　a　matter　of
  delicacy；　quite　out　of　the　question　and；　having　done　this；　he
  would　beg　leave　to　close　the　correspondence。
  Mr。　Brock