A portrait of Lady Malkinshaw hangs in the dining-room. In this way, my parents are ending their days contentedly. I can honestly say that I am glad to hear it. Doctor Dulcifer, when I last heard of him, was editing a newspaper in America. Old File, who shared his flight, still shares his fortunes, being publisher of his newspaper.
Screw carries on the profitable trade of informer, in London.
The dismal disappearance of Mill I have already recorded. So much on the subject of my relatives and associates. On the subject of myself, I might still write on at considerable length.