They had reached home, and were standing in their office.
"Nothing has been heard of Archie Voss since he left Mr.Birtwell's last night, and his poor mother is lying insensible, broken down by her fears." "Oh, what of her?
I was called for in the night, and you went in my place." "I found Mrs.Voss in a state of coma, from which she had only partially recovered when I left at daylight.

Mr.Voss is in great anxiety about his son, who has never stayed away all night before, except with the knowledge of his parents." "Oh, that will all come right," said Dr.Hillhouse.

"The young man went home, probably, with some friend.

Had too much to drink, it may be, and wanted to sleep it off before coming into his mother's pressence." "There is no doubt about his having drank too much," returned Dr.
Angier.

"I saw him going along the hall toward the street door in rather a bad way.