So I stepped in

　　Again, as my aunt looked quite convinced, I endeavoured to look quite  convinced also.

　　'So  I stepped  in,' said  my aunt,   'and made  him an  offer.  I  said,  "Your brother's sane - a great deal more sane than you are, or ever will be, it is  to be hoped.  Let him have his little income, and come and live with me.  I am  not afraid of him, I  am not proud, I  am ready to take  care of him, and  shall not ill-treat him  as some  people (besides  the asylum-folks)  have done."  After a good deal of squabbling,' said  my aunt, 'I got him;  and he has been here  ever since.  He is the most friendly  and amenable creature in existence; and  as for advice! - But nobody knows what that man's mind is, except myself.'

　　My aunt smoothed her  dress and shook her  head, as if she  smoothed defiance of the whole world out of the one, and shook it out of the other.

　　'He had a favourite  sister,' said my aunt,  'a good creature, and  very kind to him.  But she did what they all do - took a husband. And HE did what they all do - made her wretched.  It  had such an effect upon  the mind of Mr. Dick  (that's not madness, I hope!) that, combined with his fear of his brother, and his sense of his unkindness, it threw  him into a fever.  That  was before he came to  me, but the recollection of it is oppressive  to him even now.  Did he say  anything to you about King Charles the First, child?'

　　'Yes, aunt.'

　　'Ah!' said my aunt, rubbing her nose as if she were a little vexed. 'That's  his allegorical  way  of  expressing  it.   He  connects  his  illness  with   great disturbance and agitation, naturally, and  that's the figure, or the  simile, or whatever it's  called, which  he chooses  to use.   And why  shouldn't he, if he thinks proper!'

　　I said: 'Certainly, aunt.'

　　'It's not a business-like way of speaking,' said my aunt, 'nor a worldly way.  I am aware of that; and that's the reason why I insist upon it, that there  shan't be a word about it in his Memorial.'

　　'Is it a Memorial about his own history that he is writing, aunt?'