But it clung to my memory; it haunted me; and ever as it returned it bore with it the disquieting questions: Was Mr.Graves still alive?
And, if he was not, was there really nothing which could have been done to save him?
Nearly a month passed before the practice began to show signs of returning to its normal condition.

Then the daily lists became more and more contracted and the day's work proportionately shorter.

And thus the term of my servitude came to an end.

One evening, as we were writing up the day-book, Stillbury remarked: "I almost think, Jervis, I could manage by myself now.

I know you are only staying on for my sake." "I am staying on to finish my engagement, but I shan't be sorry to clear out if you can do without me." "I think I can.