It was dreadful to listen to--it would almost make your hair stand on end to hear him." "And he never mentioned names ?" said Lizzie inquiringly.
"No, that was so strange; he never mentioned no names--_never_.

He used to rave a great deal about two orphans and a will, and he would ransack the bed, and pull up the sheets, and look under the pillows, as if he thought it was there.

Oh, he acted very strange, but never mentioned no names.

I used to think he had something in his trunk, he was so very special about it.

He was better the day they took him off; and the trunk went with him--he would have it; but since then he's had a dreadful relapse, and there's no knowin' whether he is alive or dead." "I must go to the hospital," said Lizzie, rising from her seat, and greatly relieved to learn that nothing of importance had fallen from McCloskey during his delirium.