Why do you do this?
Why will you not speak?
Do you not hear me ?" I did try to speak, but my tongue seemed frozen.

I did try to lift my head, but in vain.
Ernest Linwood, for it was he, knelt down by me, and putting his arms round me, raised me from the ground, without any volition of my own.

I know not what state I was in.

I was perfectly conscious; but had no more power over the movement of a muscle than if I were dead.

My eyes were closed, and my head drooped on his breast, as he raised me, bowed by its own weight.