Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron, 1788-1824 -- Last years; Poets, English -- 19th century -- Biography
lordship till you are better." As my master had a slight fit of
delirium on the 16th, I took care to remove the pistols and stiletto
which had hitherto been kept at his bedside in the night. On the 18th
his lordship addressed me frequently, and seemed to be very much
dissatisfied with his medical treatment. I then said, "Do allow me to
send for Dr. Thomas," to which he answered, "Do so, but be quick. I am
sorry I did not let you do so before, as I am sure they have mistaken
my disease. Write yourself, for I know they would not like to see
other doctors here."
'I did not lose a moment in obeying my master's orders; and on
informing Dr. Bruno and Mr. Millingen of it, they said it was very
right, as they now began to be afraid themselves. On returning to my
master's room, his first words were, "Have you sent?" "I have, my
lord," was my answer; upon which he said, "You have done right, for I
should like to know what is the matter with me." Although his lordship
did not appear to think his dissolution was so near, I could perceive
he was getting weaker every hour, and he even began to have occasional
fits of delirium. He afterwards said, "I now begin to think I am
seriously ill; and, in case I should be taken off suddenly, I wish to
give you several directions, which I hope you will be particular in
seeing executed." I answered I would, in case such an event came to
pass, but expressed a hope that he would live many years to execute
them much better himself than I could. To this my master replied, "No,
it is now nearly over," and then added, "I must tell you all without
losing a moment." I then said, "Shall I go, my lord, and fetch pen,
ink, and paper?" "Oh, my God! no, you will lose too much time; and I
have it not to spare, for my time is now short," said his Lordship;
and immediately after, "Now, pay attention." His lordship commenced by
saying, "You will be provided for." I begged him, however, to proceed
with things of more consequence. He then continued, "Oh, my poor dear
child!--my dear Ada! My God! could I but have seen her! Give her my
blessing--and my dear sister Augusta and her children;--and you will
go to Lady Byron, and say--tell her everything;--you are friends with
her." His lordship appeared to be greatly affected at this moment.
Here my master's voice failed him, so that I could only catch a word
at intervals; but he kept muttering something very seriously for some
time, and would often raise his voice and say, "Fletcher, now, if you
do not execute every order which I have given you, I will torment you
hereafter if possible." Here I told his lordship, in a state of the
greatest perplexity, that I had not understood a word of what he said;
to which he replied, "Oh, my God! then all is lost, for it is now too
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