asons that he declined to give, but which
apparently had something to do with the suffrage agitation, he would
have nothing to do with an English trained nurse. They had also a
stenographer and typist for Sir Isaac's correspondence, and Lady Harman
had a secretary, a young lady with glasses named Summersly Satchell who
obviously reserved opinions of a harshly intellectual kind and had
previously been in the service of the late Lady Mary Justin. She
established unfriendly relations with the young doctor at an early date
by attempting, he said, to learn German from him. Then there was a maid
for Lady Harman, an assistant maid, and a valet-attendant for Sir Isaac.
The rest of the service in the dependance was supplied by the hotel
management.

It took some weeks to assemble this expedition and transport it to its
place of exile. Arrangements had to be made for closing the Putney house
and establishing the children with Mrs. Harman at Black Strand. There
was an exceptional amount of packing up to do, for this time Lady Harman
felt she was not coming back--it might be for years. They were going out
to warmth and sunlight for the rest of Sir Isaac's life.

He was entering upon the last phase in the slow disorganization of his
secretions and the progressive hardening of his arterial tissues that
had become his essential history. His appearance had altered much in the
last few months; he had become visibly smaller, his face in particular
had become sharp and little-featured. It was more and more necessary for
him to sit up in order to breathe with comfort, he slept sitting up; and
his senses were affected, he complained of strange tastes in his food,
quarrelled with the cook and had fits of sickness. Sometimes, latterly,
he had complained of strange sounds, like air whistling in water-pipes,
he said, that had no existence outside his ears. Moreover, he was
steadily more irritable and more suspicious and less able to control
himself when angry. A long-hidden vein of vile and abusive language,
hidden, perhaps, since the days of Mr. Gambard's college at Ealing, came
to the surface....

For some days after his seizure Lady Harman was glad to find in the
stress of his necessities an excuse for disregarding altogether the
crisis in the hostels and the perplexing problem of her relations to Mr.
Brumley. She wrote two brief notes to the latter gentleman breaking
appointments and pleading pressure of business. Then, at first during
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