George was himself again, much to Jim's relief, and suffered himself to be sent uncomplainingly to bed at ten.

To bed, but not to sleep.

All night long I heard him toss to and fro, vainly endeavouring to recall Greek and Latin lines or some other fragment of his studies.

At about six he dozed fitfully for an hour, and then came the knock at the door which summoned him from his bed to the first day of his ordeal.
I would rather not dwell on those examination days, for I could tell, if no one else could, that my master was really ill, and was only prevented by sheer excitement from succumbing at any moment.

As day by day passed I could see the effort becoming more and more difficult.