It was therefore agreed that we should go down to Worth Maltravers at the end of the week.
Parnham had already left us for Worth in order that he might have everything ready against his master's return, and when we arrived we found all in perfect order for our reception.

A small morning-room next to the library, with a pleasant south aspect and opening on to the terrace, had been prepared for my brother's use, so that he might avoid the fatigue of mounting stairs, which Dr.Frobisher considered very prejudicial in his present condition.

We had also purchased in London a chair fitted with wheels, which enabled him to be moved, or, if he were feeling equal to the exertion, to move himself, without difficulty, from room to room.
His health, I think, improved; very gradually, it is true, but still sufficiently to inspire me with hope that he might yet be spared to us.
Of the state of his mind or thoughts I knew little, but I could see that he was at times a prey to nervous anxiety.

This showed itself in the harassed look which his pale face often wore, and in his marked dislike to being left alone.

He derived, I think, a certain pleasure from the quietude and monotony of his life at Worth, and perhaps also from the consciousness that he had about him loving and devoted hearts.