From time to time he leaned over the lad, listened to his breathing, felt his pulse, and occasionally lifted his eyelid.

After one of these examinations, late in the afternoon, he rose with a sigh of relief, pulled down the blinds, gently drew the curtains, and then, taking his books, went down and noiselessly closed the door after him.
"Thank God! he will do now," he said to the chief constable; "but it has been a very near squeak, and I thought several times I should have to take immediate steps to wake him.

However, the effects are passing off, and he will soon be in a natural sleep.

Pray let the house be kept as quiet as possible, and let no one go near him.

The chances are he will sleep quietly till morning." The doctor called again the last thing that evening, but was told that no stir had been heard in Ned's room, and the same report met him when he came again next morning.
"That is capital," he said.