He met them afterwards, very white-faced, with head aching, and
weary almost beyond speech, but with a wonderfully calm, restful
look on his face, such as reminded Jenny of those first hours of his
recovery.
They took him home and put him to bed, and there he lay, hardly
speaking, and generally sleeping. There he still was on the Monday,
when Julius came to inquire after him, and was taken up-stairs at
once by Jenny, with the greeting, "So the son and heir is come,
Julius?"
"Yes, and I never saw my mother more exulting. When Rosamond ran
down to tell her, she put her arms round her neck and cried. She
who never had a tear through all last year. I met your father and
mother half-way, and they told me I might come on."
"I think nothing short of such news would have made mamma leave this
boy," said Jenny; "but she must have her jubilee with Mrs.
Poynsett."
"And I'm quite well," said Herbert, who had been grasping Julius's
hand, with a wonderful look in his eyes; "yes, really--the doctor
said so."
"Yes, he did," said Jenny, "only he said we were to let him alone,
and that he was not to get up till he felt quite rested.
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