I've had a fever--he's going to fall, Hank!" They eased him down into his leather-covered chair.
"I see it now," the old man muttered.

"Yes, I can see it.

Come here." The young man leaned over and put his arms about his father's neck.

"I will go into the store with you when I get just a little stronger--I will do anything you want me to.

I've had an awful time--awful--but it's all right now.