Meadowsweet drove up to the Manor; she was accompanied by Beatrice and they both asked to see Mrs. Bertram. They were admitted into the great lady's bedroom. "I am sorry you are so poorly, Mrs. Bertram," said Mrs. Meadowsweet. "I thought, as Bee was coming up, I'd call with her. There's nothing for worry on the nerves like Eleazer Macjones's Life Pills, and here's a fresh box of them.