"I-wasaskedtocall,"hesaidatlast,andstoopedandpickedapieceofcottonfromhistrousers."Icomefrom'MawandMeggins.'" Theoldladystarted."Isanythingthematter?"sheaskedbreathlessly."HasanythinghappenedtoHerbert?Whatisit?Whatisit? Herhusbandinterposed."Theretheremother,"hesaidhastily."Sitdown,anddon'tjumptoconclusions.You'venotbroughtbadnews,I'msuresir,"andeyedtheotherwistfully. "I'msorry-"beganthevisitor. "Ishehurt?"demandedthemotherwildly. Thevisitorbowedinassent."Badlyhurt,"hesaidquietly,"butheisnotinanypain." "OhthankGod!"saidtheoldwoman,claspingherhands."ThankGodforthat!Thank-" Shebrokeoffasthesinistermeaningoftheassurancedawnedonherandshesawtheawfulconfirmationofherfearsintheothersavertedface. Shecaughtherbreath,andturningtoherslower-wittedhusband,laidhertremblinghandonhis.Therewasalongsilence. "Hewascaughtinthemachinery,"saidthevisitoratlengthinalowvoice. "Caughtinthemachinery,"repeatedMr.White,inadazedfashion,"yes." Hesatstaringoutthewindow,andtakinghiswife'shandbetweenhisown,presseditashehadbeenwonttodointheiroldcourtingdaysnearlyfortyyearsbefore. "Hewastheonlyonelefttous,"hesaid,turninggentlytothevisitor."Itishard." Theothercoughed,andrising,walkedslowlytothewindow."Thefirmwishesmetoconveytheirsinceresympathywithyouinyourgreatloss,"hesaid,withoutlookinground."IbegthatyouwillunderstandIamonlytheirservantandmerelyobeyingorders." Therewasnoreply;theoldwoman'sfacewaswhite,hereyesstaring,andherbreathinaudible;onthehusband'sfacewasalooksuchashisfriendthesergeantmighthavecarriedintohisfirstaction. "IwastosaythatMawandMegginsdisclaimallresponsibility,"continuedtheother."Theyadmitnoliabilityatall,butinconsiderationofyourson'sservices,theywishtopresentyouwithacertainsumascompensation." Mr.Whitedroppedhiswife'shand,andrisingtohisfeet,gazedwithalookofhorrorathisvisitor.Hisdrylipsshapedthewords,"Howmuch?" "Twohundredpounds,"wastheanswer. Unconsciousofhiswife'sshriek,theoldmansmiledfaintly,putouthishandslikeasightlessman,anddropped,asenselessheap,tothefloor.