This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1873. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... with Bernard's cricketing feats, and the doctor waked into interest from his abstraction. He had to go out directly after, taking with him Dickie, who now held the holiday privilege of being his charioteer. "You had better take a rest after your drive," said the doctor to Felix. "Nobody will disturb you in the drawing-room." Felix willingly reclined in the great easy chair, only begging Gertrude not to think it necessary to leave him, and as she wished nothing better than to stay, she took her work and sat down. At first all was still; he had put his head back, with closed eyes, in the relaxation of complete lassitude, but his countenance did not give the impression of sleep. It was weary and exhausted, though placid, and gradually an expression of reflection came over it, deepening into anxiety and perplexity, until after about twenty minutes he opened his eyes, and looked at her with a pleasant smile. "I hope you are rested," she said. "A good deal, thank you;" then, after a pause, "Did I tell you that Lance has quite recovered his voice %" "I am glad; I have never heard him." "You must, then. Cherry shall manage it next time he comes home. He has been kept much too close this summer, but we must make a different arrangement." "Not your changing places " cried Gertrude, "you don't look fit " "I am afraid not," he answered with weary acquiescence. "Your father and brother have been overhauling me, and I believe my effective days are over for some time." "Oh " she started, and said in an imploring tone, "Cherry said the sprain was almost gone." "The sprain is," said Felix, "but there's something beyond. It may go on for some time, but the result is very doubtful." She rested her chin on her hand, her eyes dilated by the shock. "So, you see," he proceeded, "I am ...