Wardlaw senior went on to say that he should have to conduct the business of the firm for a time, in spite of his old age and failing health.
This announcement made Wylie perspire with anxiety, and his three thousand pounds seemed to melt away from him.
"But never mind," said old Wardlaw; "I am very glad you came.

In fact, you are the very man I wanted to see.

My poor afflicted friend has asked after you several times.

Be good enough to follow me." He led the way into the dining-room, and there sat the sad father in all the quiet dignity of calm, unfathomable sorrow.
Another gentleman stood upon the rug with his back to the fire, waiting for Mr.Wardlaw; this was the family physician, who had just come down from Arthur's bedroom, and had entered by another door through the drawing-room.
"Well, doctor," said Wardlaw, anxiously, "what is your report ?" "Not so good as I could wish; but nothing to excite immediate alarm.
Overtaxed brain, sir, weakened and unable to support this calamity.
However, we have reduced the fever; the symptoms of delirium have been checked, and I think we shall escape brain fever if he is kept quiet.

I could not have said as much this morning." The doctor then took his leave, with a promise to call next morning; and, as soon as he was gone, Wardlaw turned to General Rolleston, and said, "Here _is_ Wylie, sir.