"God forgive us, God forgive us," said Mr. Utterson.But Mr. Enfield only nodded his head very seriously and walked on once more in silence.
THE LAST NIGHT
Mr. Utterson was sitting by his fireside one evening after dinner, when he was surprised to receive a visit from Poole.
"Bless me, Poole, what brings you here?" he cried;and then taking a second look at him, "What ails you?" he added; "is the doctor ill?"
"Mr. Utterson," said the man, "there is something wrong."