But he never dragged himself so far before." "How far ?" "From his bed to his sitting room.

I found him in a heap by the fire." "Poor devil!" said Kenny, shocked.
He dressed quickly.

Hannah helped him hitch the old mare to the buggy and found him nervous and unfamiliar with his task.

Kenny drove off down the lane, oppressed by the bleak wind and the bare black tangle of branches ahead of him.

The tragic effort of Adam's wasted legs had left him startled and uneasy.