Uh, Mr. Keats is composing and does not want disturbing. It's my finding, in the business...

Charles Armitage Brown: Uh, Mr. Keats is composing and does not want disturbing. Fanny Brawne: It's my finding, in the business of disturbing, you're the expert. Mrs. Brawne: Fanny, why not speak to one of us you hold in higher favor? Fanny Brawne: I'm praising him!

Mr. Keats is composing and does not want disturbing. It's my finding in the business of disturbing, you're the expert. Fanny, why not speak to one of us you hold in higher favor? I'm praising him! -Fanny. -Please, Fanny. I'm wanting to know what you shall say about Mr. Keats. I've been waiting two weeks that I may enjoy your opinion. I cannot look upon him without smiling. And he is quick with his thoughts, though now they are mostly sad. His brother Tom's not at all better. Very diminished. Mr. Keats nurses him alone. It's difficult work. Mr. Keats nurses him alone. It's difficult work. -Is there no other family member? -No. The parents are both dead. There is only a much younger sister and a brother who lives in America.