“You’ve hit it, ma’am: it’s quite certain that it was her, and nobody but her, that set it going. She had a woman to take care of her called Mrs. Poole⁠—an able woman in her line, and very trustworthy, but for one fault⁠—a fault common to a deal of them nurses and matrons⁠— she kept a private bottle of gin by her , and now and then took a drop overmuch. It is excusable, for she had a hard life of it: but still it was dangerous; for when Mrs.