Stop, sir; what are you going to do ?" "Go out, father.

It's so dull sitting here." "You had better stay in: the sun is hot, and you have been rather feverish.

I want you to grow quite well." "So do I, father," said the lad, smiling.
"Then do what Master Rayburn advised you.

Keep perfectly quiet." "But it is such weary work doing nothing, father.

I'm sure I should get better if I were out in the fresh air.