I've had fever ever since, and it has pulled me down considerably." "I must send somebody for a carriage," she said, looking around anxiously.
"No, indeed," he protested.

"It's only a few steps; I can walk it as well as not.

The sight of you and the baby has made me stronger already." He sent a coloured boy on ahead with his valise, and they walked slowly up the path, with Fritz running wildly around them, barking a glad welcome.
"How sweet and homelike it all looks!" he said, as he stepped into the hall, where Mom Beck was just lighting the lamps.

Then he sank down on the couch, completely exhausted, and wearily closed his eyes.
The Little Colonel looked at his white face in alarm.

All the gladness seemed to have been taken out of the homecoming.
Her mother was busy trying to make him comfortable, and paid no attention to the disconsolate little figure wandering about the house alone.