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THE LIVES OF THE OBSCURE
cert,” Miss Ormerod continued. “It is often a great comfort to me to think that.”
“It’s beginning to rain,” said Dr. Lipscomb. “How will your enemies like that, Miss Ormerod?”
“Hot or cold, wet or dry, insects always flourish!” cried Miss Ormerod, energetically sitting up in bed.
“Old Miss Ormerod is dead,” said Mr. Drummond, opening The Times on Saturday, July 20th, 1901.
“Old Miss Ormerod?” asked Mrs. Drummond.
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