His door was open, and he heard me, and called me.

He says he should like any of us to come in and see him.

Hadn't you better go, Norman ?" Norman started up, and walked hastily out of the room, but his hand shook so, that he could hardly open the door; and Ethel, seeing how it was with him, followed him quickly, as he dashed, at full speed, up the stairs.

At the top, however, he was forced to cling to the rail, gasping for breath, while the moisture started on his forehead.
"Dear Norman," she said, "there's nothing to mind.

He looks just as usual.