Why don't you answer me?
I tell you I care for him!" "Do you ?" he said in a dull voice.

"Then help me out, if you can, for I don't know what to do; and if I did, I haven't the authority of friendship as my warrant.

He is in New York.

He did go to the country; and, at his home, the servants suppose he is still away.

But he isn't; he is here, alone, and sick--sick of his old sickness.