'" As these words were delivered by the carpenter with stern emphasis, a female servant entered the room, and stated that a gentleman was at the door, who wished to speak with Captain Darell on business of urgent importance. Her old nurse’s hands returned the pressure. Martin’s eyes seemed about to pop out of his head. "A doctor? What he needs is a good jolt of aromatic spirits of ammonia. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. "I will struggle no longer with destiny. Would there be enough in the young man's envelope to pay the doctor and the hotel bill—and in the event of his death, enough to ship the body home? So all things pointed to the happy circumstance of setting this young fool upon his feet again, of seeing him hence upon his journey.
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