He turned in, half an hour ago, and seemed really inclined to sleep.

He was almost off, when I left him." Aubrey, closing the door, led the way to his sitting-room, where the three easy chairs were still drawn up before the stove.
"I conclude you are Dr.Cameron," said Aubrey, turning up the light, and motioning his visitor to the chair which had lately been Ronnie's.
"Yes, I am Dick Cameron, Ronnie's particular chum; and if ever he needed a particular chum, poor old chap, he does so at this moment.

But I am glad he has found a friend in you, and one really able to undertake him.
You did right not to leave him at the hotel; and he must not travel back to England alone." "I have already arranged to accompany him," said Aubrey Treherne.
"Good; it will save me a journey." Dick pulled off his ulster, threw it across the red velvet sofa, flung his cap after it, and took the proffered chair.
In his blue serge suit and gay tie, he looked like the captain of a college football team.
Aubrey, eyeing him with considerable reserve and distaste, silently took up his position in the chair opposite.

He felt many years older than this peremptory young man, who appeared to consider himself master of all situations.
Dick turned his bright eyes on to the empty chair between them.
"So Ronnie has spent the evening with you ?" "He has." "Who was the third party ?" "The third party was the Infant of Prague." "Oh, bother that rotten Infant!" exclaimed Dr.Dick.

"I came near to putting my foot through its shining tummy this morning! Still it may serve its silly use, if it takes his mind off his book, until we can get him safely home.