I should like to know what you think of him." Mr.Keller alarmed me in the first moment when I looked at him.

A dreadful apathy had possessed itself of this naturally restless and energetic man.

He lay quite motionless, except an intermittent trembling of his hands as they rested on the counterpane.

His eyes opened for a moment when I spoke to him--then closed again as if the effort of looking at anything wearied him.

He feebly shook his head when I offered him the cup of tea, and said in a fretful whisper, "Let me be!" I looked at his night-drink.