"What is the matter with me, I wonder?" she thought. "Surely I am not so
foolish as to be disturbed by his looks, after what he has just told us!
Surely I am not so weak and foolish as that!"
Although the day had been a pleasant one to Mr. Sherwood, it had also been
a trying one, and he began to feel the effects of it. He was getting uneasy
and restless, and Dexie soon observed it.
"You are tired, papa. Shall I wheel you to your room?"
"Yes, I think you had better, and call Jarvis at once," and he leaned back
white and weak against his pillows.
Guy was on his feet in a moment, and rolled the chair into the next room
with a steady, firm hand; while Dexie hurried past him to summon Jarvis,
and to get the hot applications which were always kept in readiness for
these sudden attacks.
"I fear you are worse than usual to-night. Has my extra visit to-day been
more than you were able to bear?" Guy asked, as, with the gentleness of a
woman, he lifted him across into his bed.
"No, it is not that; I have been up too long, I guess, and my strength is
daily growing less. I ought not to be moved out of bed, perhaps, but it is
torment enough to be bolstered up in a chair without staying in bed all
day," he added savagely, as the pain began to grow fierce.
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