"Why, Basil," she said, "what's brought you back?
Are you sick?
You're all pale.

Well, no wonder! This is the last of Mr.Fulkerson's dinners you shall go to.

You're not strong enough for it, and your stomach will be all out of order for a week.

How hot you are! and in a drip of perspiration! Now you'll be sick." She took his hat away, which hung dangling in his hand, and pushed him into a chair with tender impatience.

"What is the matter?
Has anything happened ?" "Everything has happened," he said, getting his voice after one or two husky endeavors for it; and then he poured out a confused and huddled statement of the case, from which she only got at the situation by prolonged cross-questioning.
At the end she said, "I knew Lindau would get you into trouble." This cut March to the heart.