He wouldn't stir from the rectory till he hears
that you are better."
"Why shouldn't he stir? Does he mean to say that I'm going to die?
Perhaps I am. I'm very weak, but he doesn't know it."
Matthew felt that he had made a blunder, and that he must get out of it
as well as he could. "It isn't that he is thinking anything of that, but
you are confined to your room, sir. Of course he knows that."
"I never told him."
"He's most particular in his inquiries from day to day."
"Does he come here?"
"He don't venture on that, because he knows as how you wouldn't wish
it."
"Why shouldn't I wish it? It'd be the most natural thing in the world."
"But there has been--a little--I'm quite sure Mr. Harry don't wish to
intrude. If you'd let me give it to be understood that you'd like him to
call, he'd be over here in a jiffy." Then, very slowly, Mr. Prosper did
give it to be understood that he would take it as a compliment if his
nephew would walk across the park and ask after him. He was most
particular as to the mode in which this embassy should be conducted.
Harry was not to be made to think that he was to come rushing into the
house after his old fashion,--"Halloo, uncle, aren't you well? Hope
you'll be better when I come back.
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