My Lord was jabbering over a pistol when the Doctor arrived..., 1880. Illustration to a short story. The grand old Countess of Glamour, who came of a race of statesmen and heroes, sent for Dr. Godwin when her eldest son first went wrong after his famous speech on the malt tax, which was so full of figures. My Lord was gibbering over a pistol when the Doctor arrived; and the great glass above the mantelpiece in the state drawing-room at Belgrave-square was freshly shattered. The fragments still glittered on the rich carpet of velvet pile. The noble Lord had to be removed in safe custody to one of his estates in Scotland, and there are marks on the Countesss throat where he tried to strangle her. She wears a black band, which sustains a mourning enamelled heart surrounded with diamonds, to hide the scar. My Lord is still under the Doctors treatment. The world is told he travels. Obscure diseases of the brain are the saddest of all the Doctors cases. From "Illustrated London News", 1880.