He is very flushed and feverish this morning, and I must not have him excited at all." "But I would not excite him, mother.

I would only go in and speak to him quietly." "Even that would excite him, my dear.

I will tell him that you want to come in and see him; but that I think you had better not do so, for a day or two." But even without the excitement of Claire's presence, Walter became more feverish, and by evening was talking wildly.

The excitement and anxiety he had gone through were as much responsible for this as the wound, and by midnight he knew no one.

The surgeon, who came over in the evening, ordered cloths constantly soaked with fresh water to be placed round his head, and that he should be given, whenever he desired it, barley water sharpened by apples boiled in it.
Mrs.Conyers and Larry sat, one on each side of his couch, and once or twice, when he was lying quiet, Claire was allowed to steal in and look at him; but at other times Mrs.Conyers kept her out of the room, for, in his feverish talk, Walter was constantly mentioning her name, and telling her he would come to her.
Mrs.Conyers was troubled and perplexed in her mind.