Then he crossed the room with
a slow step; turned and went back again; and so kept on walking to
and fro. I listened, waiting for the sound to cease; nut he walked
on and on, backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards, tramp,
tramp, tramp, until it seemed as if every jarring footfall was on my
heart. Oh, Doctor! I never had anything to affect me so before in my
whole life. An hour passed, and still he walked the floor of his
room. I could bear it no longer, and went and called to him. But he
seemed deaf, and made no reply. I rattled at the lock and called
again and again. Then he came close to the door, and said, speaking
a little impatiently for him--
'Mother! Mother! For Heaven's sake don't trouble me! I don't feel
just right, and you must let me alone for the present.'
"Well, he kept on walking for an hour longer, and then everything
was still in his room for the night. This morning on trying his door
it was unfastened. I went in. He was lying in bed wide awake. But,
oh! such a change as I saw in his face. It was colorless as on the
evening before; but less expressive of emotion.
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