You mustn't go to sleep again, and you are not to close your eyes." "All ri' Pol'n.

Keep'm open," and he proceeded forthwith to shut them with an air of infinite peacefulness.

I grasped his hand and shook it gently, on which he opened his eyes and looked at me sleepily.

The housekeeper stroked his head, keeping her face half-turned from me--as she had done almost constantly, to conceal the squinting eye, as I assumed--and said: "Need we keep you any longer, doctor?
It is getting very late and you have a long way to go." I looked doubtfully at the patient.

I was loath to leave him, distrusting these people as I did.