The Bed and Night-Clothes were soon prepared; and as I helped Mrs. _Gatty_ to undress, I could not help noting, that though her Gown was of the plainest black Stuff, her under Garments were beautifully Fine, and fitted to a Nicety; which corroborated what she had said of her being a young Woman of good Condition. "You must not alarm yourself, Mrs. _Gatty_," said I; "you will very likely be quite well to-morrow." "Don't call me Mrs. _Gatty_," says she. "Call me _Gertrude_, which is my proper Name, and it will put me in Mind of Home." "Well, then, Mrs. _Gertrude_," said I. "Not Mrs. at all, I entreat of you," said she, "plain, simple _Gertrude_." "Simple _Gertrude_, you may be," said I, "but plain _Gertrude_, you certainly are not." She smiled faintly, and said, "Ah, you are very Kind, and mean kindly; but the finest Compliment in the World is of little Value to me, compared with a Word of Kindness: and yours only pleases me so far as Kindness is expressed in it. And now, dear Mrs. _Patty_, let down the Curtain, and make the Chamber as dark as you can, and I will try to sleep; for my Head aches to Distraction, and there is Nothing you can do for me." When I went down Stairs, I found my _Mother_ mentioning _Gatty's_ Case to Dr. _Elwes_, who frequently stepped in to smoak a quiet Pipe under our Elms. He immediately went up Stairs to see her; and was guarded in pronouncing whether she had a Fever, a Chill, a Surfeit, or what; but said Time would disclose, and he would see her again in the Morning. Meanwhile, she was to be kept Cool and Quiet; and he would write a Prescription for a Composing Draught; which accordingly he did. "And now, with respect to Supper," said I, when he was gone. "Dear me! who has thought, all this Time, of Mr. _Fenwick_?" No one had remembered him; so I immediately carried up his Whey and Buns, smote to the Heart at his having been so entirely overlooked. When I went in, he was still sitting at the Casement. He said, "Well, _Leah_!" with a gentle Smile, which assured me that he had heard and remembered what had passed at Lady _Betty's_ Table. "Dear Sir," said I, "I am quite sorry you should have been so long forgotten. We have had such a noisy Party this Afternoon." "Rather tumultuous certainly," said he; "they helped to amuse me, and it was not my Fault that I heard every Word they said." "How loudly High-Bred People laugh and talk, Sir!" said I. "I doubt if it be High-Breeding to do so," said he; "Ill-Breeding it seems to me." "What did you think, Sir, of Mr. _Caryl_? Mr. _Paul_, as they called him?" "Well, I thought he tried to serve the _Petersham_ Chicken with _Walpole_ Sauce." "He was very smart and ready, Sir, wasn't he?" "Yes, Mrs. _Patty_, he had plenty of Repartee." "What is a Repartee, Sir?" "A smart Reply. When Mr. _Pope_, who was deformed, asked a young Officer if he knew what a Note of Interrogation was, the other replied, 'A little crooked Thing that asks Questions.' That was a Repartee."