Chapter 20
: open top draake out a clean s and neck- hem here; and be nimble.”
I ; sougory ioned, found ticles named, and returned hem.
“Nooilet; but don’t leave ted again.”
I retired as directed.
“as anybody stirring beloly.
“No, sir; all ill.”
“e s you off cannily, Dick: and it ter, bot of ture in yonder. I riven long to avoid exposure, and I s like it to come at last. er, -coat. travel a mile t, I knoe. In your room?—Jane, run doo Mr. Mason’s room,—t mine,—and fetchere.”
Again I ran, and again returned, bearing an immense mantle lined and edged h fur.
“Noiring master; “you must ao my room again. a mercy you are s, Jane!—a clod- ture. You must open toilet-table and take out a little ptle glass you here,—quick!”
I flehe desired vessels.
“t’s or, I sake ty of administering a dose myself, on my oy. I got t Rome, of an Italian can—a fello is not a to be used indiscriminately, but it is good upon occasion: as noance. Jane, a little er.”
tiny glass, and I from ter- bottle on tand.
“t the phial.”
I did so; ed it to Mason.
“Drink, Ric you lack, for an hour or so.”
“But me?—is it inflammatory?”
“Drink! drink! drink!”
Mr. Mason obeyed, because it ly useless to resist. ill looked pale, but er let tes after ook his arm—
“No on your feet,” ry.”
tient rose.
“Carter, take ep out—t’s it!”
“I do feel better,” remarked Mr. Mason.
“I am sure y