On my arrival I found Margery ‘surrounded by her blooming daughters. I quickly marked a great alteration in her appearance. Her look was strange and confused; her form was emaciated; her countenance pale. She lifted her eyes as I entered, but immediately dropped them again.’ Then I immediately saw that she was far gone. Having saluted my children, I addressed myself to Margery, telling her that I must have some conversation with her instantly*.’ /