knew how ill I was - an inglorious speech that came hard, though not by any means untrue. “Move me with this fever on me?” said I; “it would be as much as my miserable life is worth.”
“I’m afraid,” said he, “that it may be as much as your life’s worth to stay on here!” And there was such real fear, in his voice and eyes, that it reconciled me there and then to the discomfort of a big revolyer between the mattress and
knew how ill I was - an inglorious speech that came hard, though not by any means untrue. “Move me with this fever on me?” said I; “it would be as much as my miserable life is worth.”
“I’m afraid,” said he, “that it may be as much as your life’s worth to stay on here!” And there was such real fear, in his voice and eyes, that it reconciled me there and then to the discomfort of a big revolyer between the mattress and
