Excerpt from Marjorie Daw, and Other People Fallen causes me a great deal of uneasiness. He is the last man in the world who ought to break his leg. You know how impetuous our friend is ordinarily, what a soul Of restlessness and energy, never content unless he is rushing at some Object, like a Sportive bull at a red shawl; but amiable withal. He is no longer amiable. His temper has become something frightful. Miss Fanny Flemming came up from Newport, where the family are staying for the summer, to nurse him; but he packed her Off the next morning in tears. He has a complete set Of Balzac's works, twenty-seven volumes, piled up near his sofa, to throw at Watkins whenever that exemplary serving-man appears with his meals. Yesterday I very innocently brought Flemming a small basket of lemons. You know it was a strip Of lemon-peel on the curbstone that caused our friend's mischance. Well, he no sooner set his eyes upon these lem ons than he fell into such a rage as I cannot adequately describe. This is only one Of his moods, and the least distressing. At other times he sits with bowed head regarding his Splintered limb, silent, sullen, despairing. When. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.