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"Sir Paul Parravicin!" echoed Chowles. "By all that's wonderful, so it is! Here is a lucky chance! Bring the dead-cart hither, Jonas quick, quick! I shall put him under the care of Judith Malmayns." And the burier hurried off as fast as his legs could carry him.
"I suppose I shan't be wanted any more," observed Kerrich, "now you're come back to nurse your husband, Mrs. Malmayns? I shall be glad to get home to my own bed, for I don't feel well at all." "Don't alarm yourself," replied Judith. "There's a bottle of plague vinegar for you. Dip a piece of linen in it, and smell at it, and I'll insure you against the pestilence."
While thus communing with himself, he heard a door open below; and hurrying down the stairs at the sound, he beheld, to his great surprise and joy, the piper's daughter, Nizza Macascree. "I have searched for you everywhere," she cried, "and began to think some ill had befallen you. I overheard Judith Malmayns say she had shut you up in a cell in the upper part of the tower.
"Since the plague has raged so dreadfully, she has gone out as a nurse to the sick, and my poor son has seen nothing of her." Leonard then recollected that he had heard the woman, who called out of the miser's house, addressed as Mother Malmayns by the coffin-maker, and had no doubt that she was the sexton's wife.
You shall be well rewarded and if you cure her, the earl will make your fortune." "If his lordship would change stations with me, I could not cure her," replied Sibbald. "Let me look at her again," he added, examining the pustule. "There is a strange appearance about this tumour. Has Judith Malmayns attended her?" "She was here yesterday," replied Mrs. Batley. "I thought so," he muttered.
After a time, few of the nurses and attendants would venture thither; and to take a patient to Saint Faith's was considered tantamount to consigning him to the grave. Whether Judith Malmayns had succeeded or not in curing Sir Paul Parravicin, it is not our present purpose to relate.
"Or rather, I should say," he added, "he is in Saint Faith's. I will conduct you to him, if you think proper. Doctor Hodges is a good man, a charitable man," he continued, "and attends the poor for nothing. He is now with Matthew Malmayns, the sexton, who was taken ill of the plague yesterday, and will get nothing but thanks if he gets those for his fee. But, follow me, young man, follow me."
"It consists, as I understand, of gold pieces struck in the reign of Philip and Mary, images of the same metal, crosses, pyxes, chalices, and other Popish and superstitious vessels, buried, probably, when Queen Elizabeth came to the throne, and the religion changed." "Not unlikely," replied Hodges. "Where is your husband's body, Mrs. Malmayns?"
Malmayns," returned Hodges, "and I must have the matter thoroughly investigated before I lose sight of you." "I will vouch for the truth of Mrs. Malmayn's statement," interposed Chowles. "You!" cried Hodges, contemptuously. "Yes, I," replied the coffin-maker.
Horror-stricken by this intelligence, he descended to the subterranean church, where he met Judith Malmayns and Chowles, who confirmed the verger's statement.
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