He submitted unresistingly, but as we again approached the bed he reopened the matter.
"S'quite s'fficient, thang you.

Gebback to bed now.

Much 'bliged frall your kindness"-- here I turned him round--"no, really; m'feeling rather tired.

Sh'like to lie down now, f'you'd be s'good." "You must walk about a little longer, Mr.Graves," I said.

"It would be very bad for you to go to sleep again." He looked at me with a curious, dull surprise, and reflected awhile as if in some perplexity.