"I will ring when I want you.

Now, Boney, what is it?
I wish you would sit down." There was no impatience in the words, but his brows were slightly drawn as he uttered them, Nap, turning swiftly, noted the fact.

"You are not so well to-night ?" "Sit down," his brother repeated gently.

"How is Lady Carfax ?" Nap sat down with some reluctance.

He looked as if he would have preferred to prowl.
"She is still unconscious, and likely to remain so.