We will attend to your wounded hero." Reuben remained perfectly quiet and inert, as he was lifted out and carried into the house, where a bed had been made up for him in a room on the ground floor.
"Just lay him down.

Throw a blanket over him, and let him lie perfectly quiet." "Do you think he is really asleep ?" Mrs.Barker asked, as she looked at the quiet face.
"I do, really," her husband replied.

"Put your ear close to his mouth.

He is breathing as quietly as a child.
"And," he added, placing his fingers on Reuben's wrist, "his pulse is a little fast, but regular and quiet.

Twenty-four hours of sleep will set him up again, unless I am greatly mistaken.