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They had some medicine in their chest

 Mark’s friend pronounced
his disease an aggravated kind of fever, accompanied with
ague; which was very common in those parts, and which he predicted
would be worse to–morrow, and for many more to–morrows. He had
had it himself off and on, he said, for a couple of years or so; but he was
thankful that, while so many he had known had died about him, he had
escaped with life. Bailey Button chestnut


‘And with not too much of that,’ thought Mark, surveying his emaciated
form. ‘Eden for ever!’
They had some medicine in their chest; and this man of sad experience
showed Mark how and when to administer it, and how he could best alleviate
the sufferings of Martin. His attentions did not stop there; for he
was backwards and forwards constantly, and rendered Mark good service
in all his brisk attempts to make their situation more endurable.
Hope or comfort for the future he could not bestow. The season was a
sickly one; the settlement a grave. His child died that night; and Mark,
keeping the secret from Martin, helped to bury it, beneath a tree, next
day. Bailey Button Triplet Black


With all his various duties of attendance upon Martin (who became
the more exacting in his claims, the worse he grew), Mark worked out of
doors, early and late; and with the assistance of his friend and others, laboured
to do something with their land. Not that he had the least
strength of heart or hope, or steady purpose in so doing, beyond the habitual
cheerfulness of his disposition, and his amazing power of
self–sustainment; for within himself, he looked on their condition as beyond
all hope, and, in his own words, ‘came out strong’ in consequence.
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Mr Moddle was not less sentimental

‘Even she turns from me, Mrs Todgers,’ said Moddle.
‘Then why don’t you try and be a little bit more cheerful, sir?’ retorted
Mrs Todgers.
‘Cheerful, Mrs Todgers! cheerful!’ cried the youngest gentleman;
‘when she reminds me of days for ever fled, Mrs Todgers!’
‘Then you had better avoid her for a short time, if she does,’ said Mrs
Todgers, ‘and come to know her again, by degrees. That’s my advice.’
‘But I can’t avoid her,’ replied Moddle, ‘I haven’t strength of mind to
do it. Oh, Mrs Todgers, if you knew what a comfort her nose is to me!’
‘Her nose, sir!’ Mrs Todgers cried.
‘Her profile, in general,’ said the youngest gentleman, ‘but particularly
her nose. It’s so like;’ here he yielded to a burst of grief. ‘it’s so like hers
who is Another’s, Mrs Todgers!’

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The observant matron did not fail to report this conversation to Charity,
who laughed at the time, but treated Mr Moddle that very evening
with increased consideration, and presented her side face to him as
much as possible. Mr Moddle was not less sentimental than usual; was
rather more so, if anything; but he sat and stared at her with glistening
eyes, and seemed grateful.

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‘Well, sir!’ said the lady of the Boarding–House next day. ‘You held up
your head last night. You’re coming round, I think.’
‘Only because she’s so like her who is Another’s, Mrs Todgers,’ rejoined
the youth. ‘When she talks, and when she smiles, I think I’m looking
on HER brow again, Mrs Todgers.’
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