Wiggleswick amid the ruins of his house in Shepherd's Bush, where he would
fall ill again and die. She would be responsible.

"We can't leave him here, at any rate," she remarked to Turner.

Turner agreed. As well abandon a month-old baby on a doorstep and expect it
to earn its livelihood. She also had come to take a proprietary interest in
Septimus.

"He might stay with us in Nunsmere. What do you think, Turner?"

"I think, ma'am," said Turner, "that would be the least improper
arrangement."

"He can have Cousin Jane's room," mused Zora, knowing that Cousin Jane
would fly at her approach.

"And I'll see, ma'am, that he comes down to his meals regular," said
Turner.

"Then it's settled," said Zora.

She went forthwith to the invalid and acquainted him with his immediate
destiny. At first he resisted. He would be a nuisance. Since his boyhood he
had never lived in a lady's house. Even landladies in lodgings had found
him impossible. He could not think of accepting more favors from her all
too gracious hands.

"You've got to do what you're told," said Zora, conclusively. She noticed a
shade of anxiety cross his face. "Is there anything else?"