They thought she seemed to the old Doctor to be doing very well, for he spoke cheerfully to her, and treated her in such a way that neither she nor any of those around her could be alarmed.

The younger physician was disposed to think she was only suffering from temporary excitement, and that it would soon pass off.
They left the room to talk it over.
"It does not amount to much, I suppose, father," said Dr.Fordyce Hurlbut.

"You made the pulse about ninety,--a little hard,--did n't you; as I did?
Rest, and low diet for a day or two, and all will be right, won't it ?" Was it the feeling of sympathy, or was it the pride of superior sagacity, that changed the look of the old man's wrinkled features?
"Not so fast,--not so fast, Fordyce," he said.

"I've seen that look on another face of the same blood,--it 's a great many years ago, and she was dead before you were born, my boy,--but I've seen that look, and it meant trouble then, and I'm afraid it means trouble now.

I see some danger of a brain fever.