Come up as soon as you have seen him," said Etheldred.
Norman went slowly down, with failing knees, hardly able to conquer the shudder that came over him, as he passed those rooms.

There were voices in the drawing-room, and he found a sort of council there, Alan Ernescliffe, the surgeon, and Mr.Wilmot.They turned as he came in, and Mr.Wilmot held out his hand with a look of affection and kindness that went to his heart, making room for him on the sofa, while going on with what he was saying.

"Then you think it would be better for me not to sit up with him." "I should decidedly say so," replied Mr.Ward.

"He has recognised Mr.Ernescliffe, and any change might excite him, and lead him to ask questions.

The moment of his full consciousness is especially to be dreaded." "But you do not call him insensible ?" "No, but he seems stunned--stupified by the shock, and by pain.