Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley — Volume 10 by James Whitcomb Riley
page 17 of 194 (08%)
page 17 of 194 (08%)
|
feared than desired, since her peculiar sensitiveness
might feel too keenly the unfortunate happening. "Anyway," he continued, "I will call early in the morning, and, in the event of her awakening before that time, I will leave a sedative with Mary, with directions she will attend to. She will remain here at her side. And as to yourself, Mr. Clark," the doctor went on in an anxious tone, as he marked the haggard face and hollow eyes, "I insist that you retire. You must rest, sir--worrying for the past week as you have been doing is telling on you painfully. You need rest--and you must take it." "And I will," said Mr. Clark submissively. Stooping again, he clasped the sleeping face between his hands and kissed it tenderly. "Good night!" I heard him whisper--"good night-good night!" He turned, and motioning for me to follow, opened the door--"Doctor, good night! Good night, Mary!" He led the way to his own room up-stairs. "And now, my friend," he said, as he waved me to an easy chair, "I have but two other favors to ask of you: The first is, that you talk to me, or read to me, or tell me fairy tales, or riddles--anything, so that you keep it up incessantly, and never leave off till you find me fast asleep. Then in the next room you will find a comfortable bed. Leave me sleeping here, and you sleep there. And the second favor," he continued, with a slow smile and an affected air |
|