I think you had better
see her, doctor, as early as possible."
"There were no especially bad symptoms when you left, beyond the
state of partial coma?"
"No. Her respiration had become easy, and she presented the
appearance of one in a quiet sleep."
"Nature is doing all for her that can be done," returned Dr.
Hillhouse. "I will see her as early as practicable. It's unfortunate
that we have these two cases on our hands just at this time, and
most unfortunate of all that I should have been compelled to go out
so early this morning. That doesn't look right."
And the doctor held up his hand, which showed a nervous
unsteadiness.
"It will pass off after you have taken breakfast."
"I hope so. Confound these parties! I should not have gone last
night, and if I'd given the matter due consideration would have
remained at home."
"Why so?"
"You know what that means as well as I do;" and Dr. Hillhouse held
up his tremulous hand again. "We can't take wine freely late at
night and have our nerves in good order next morning. A life may
depend on a steady hand to-day."
"It will all pass off at breakfast-time. Your good cup of coffee
will make everything all right."
"Perhaps yea, perhaps nay," was answered. "I forgot myself last
night, and accepted too many wine compliments. It was first this one
and then that one, until, strong as my head is, I got more into it
than should have gone there.
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