It was wonderful how solicitous the Major was as to Frank's not traveling again until it was certain he was capable of it; but Frank had acquired a somewhat short and decisive way with his friend, and announced that Monday night must see them all cleared out.
The leave-taking--so far as I have been able to gather--was rather surprisingly emotional.

The doctor took Frank apart into the study where he had first seen him, and had a short conversation, during which one sovereign finally passed from the doctor to the patient.
I have often tried to represent to myself exactly what elements there were in Frank that had such an effect upon this wise and positive old man.

He had been a very upsetting visitor in many ways.

He had distracted his benefactor from a very important mouse that had died of leprosy; he had interfered sadly with working hours; he had turned the house, comparatively speaking, upside down.

Worse than all, he had--I will not say modified the doctor's theories--that would be far too strong a phrase; but he had, quite unconsciously, run full tilt against them; and finally, worst of all, he had done this right in the middle of the doctor's own private preserve.