"Boy, don't you think you can get to sleep now ?" "Yes, Tom.

It's all right.

You get to bed.

Nothing troubles me." Meredith spent the next day in great tribulation and perplexity; he felt that something had to be done, but what to do he did not know.

He still believed that a "stirring-up" was what Harkless needed--not the species of "stirring-up" that had taken place last night, but a diversion which would divert.