Still, both refused to take any rest. Fletcher had been wise enough to take away his master's pistols and dagger out of his reach, ever since the 16th, when he saw that the fever was likely to produce delirium.
On the 18th, he repeated several times that the Missolonghi doctors did not understand his case at all.
"Well, then," Fletcher replied for the tenth time, "let me go and fetch Dr. Thomas from Zante."
"No, do not go.... Send for him, Fletcher, but be quick about it."
Fletcher did not lose a second in despatching a messenger, and then he informed the two doctors that he had just sent for Dr. Thomas.
"You were quite right," said they, "for we have ourselves begun to feel very anxious."
On re-entering his master's room, Byron said to Fletcher—
"Well, have you sent?"
"Yes, my lord."