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Things were going from bad to worse at castle Weelset. Whether Mrs. / Gordon had disgusted her friends or got tired of them, I do not know, / but she remained at home, seldom had a visitor, and never a guest. / Rumour, busy in country as in town, said she was more and more / manifesting herself a slave to strong drink. She was so tired of / herself, that, to escape her double, she made it increasingly a bore to / her. She never read a book, never had a newspaper sent her, never / inquired how things were going on about the place or in any part of the / world, did nothing for herself or others, only ate, drank, slept, and / raged at those around her.
One morning David Barclay, having occasion to see the factor, went to / the castle, and finding he was at home ill, thought he would make an / attempt to see Mrs. Gordon, and offer what service he could render: she / might not have forgotten that in old days he had been a good deal about / the estate. She received him at once, but behaved in such extraordinary / fashion that he could not have any doubt she was at least half-drunk: / there was no sense, David said, either to be got out of her, or put / into her.