"Ay, ay," he said, "just he--Harry--poor Harry--" The light in his eye died away, and he sunk back in his easy-chair.
"You have now seen more of our poor friend, Mr.Croftangry," said the physician, "than I dared venture to promise you; and now I must take my professional authority on me, and ask you to retire.

Miss Sommerville will, I am sure, let you know if a moment should by any chance occur when her uncle can see you." What could I do?
I gave my card to the young lady, and taking my offering from my bosom--"if my poor friend," I said, with accents as broken almost as his own, "should ask where this came from, name me, and say from the most obliged and most grateful man alive.

Say, the gold of which it is composed was saved by grains at a time, and was hoarded with as much avarice as ever was a miser's.

To bring it here I have come a thousand miles; and now, alas, I find him thus!" I laid the box on the table, and was retiring with a lingering step.

The eye of the invalid was caught by it, as that of a child by a glittering toy, and with infantine impatience he faltered out inquiries of his niece.