A delay of twenty minutes, and some medical application, would, he believed, determine whether my life was extinguished or suspended.

At the end of this time, happily, my senses were recovered.
Seeing my intention to depart, he inquired why, and whither I was going.
Having heard my answer,--"Thy design," resumed he, "is highly indiscreet and rash.

Nothing will sooner generate this fever than fatigue and anxiety.

Thou hast scarcely recovered from the blow so lately received.
Instead of being useful to others, this precipitation will only disable thyself.

Instead of roaming the streets and inhaling this unwholesome air, thou hadst better betake thyself to bed and try to obtain some sleep.