"What is the matter ?" "Nothing," I answered, with a sigh of relief.

"It is all right.

We shall be there soon." "But what is the matter?
Why are you--let me walk, please." "You had better stay as you are.

You are almost home." "But why are you carrying me?
What is the matter ?" "You--you fainted, I think.

The lightning--" "Oh yes, I remember.