But he worries himself, now that his senses have come back, poor gentleman; and it isn't easy to soothe him any way.

He keeps on wondering when he'll be well enough to move, and so on, over and over again.

Once, when I left the room for a minute and went back again, I found him attempting to get out of bed--only to try his strength, he said.

But he's no more strength than a new-born baby, poor soul, and it will be weeks before he's able to stir.

If he worries and frets, he'll put himself back for a certainty; but I daresay you'll have more influence over him than I, sir, and that you may be able to keep him quiet." "I doubt that," answered Gilbert; "but I'll do my best.