The student repeated the question, and poor McTeague fell forward over his desk, paralysed." "Is he dead ?" gasped Mr.Furlong.
"No," said the president.

"But we expect his death at any moment.

Dr.
Slyder, I may say, is with him now and is doing all he can." "In any case, I suppose, he could hardly recover enough to continue his college duties," said the young rector.
"Out of the question," said the president.

"I should not like to state that of itself mere paralysis need incapacitate a professor.

Dr.Thrum, our professor of the theory of music, is, as you know, paralysed in his ears, and Mr.Slant, our professor of optics, is paralysed in his right eye.