Before Annie knew what she was doing she said, "I am sorry for you, and love you."
"More brandy," said Lanky; "I feel the poison working."
"Poor fellow! poor fellow!" said Mrs. Coonie, rubbing her eyes.
"It does me good to hear that Annie loves me. I want her to say if I live she will marry me."
Her mother touched her, and said, "Say yes, you little fool! Don't you see he's going out with the moon?"
"Yes," said Annie, in a hysterical fit of weeping, adding under her breath, "Oh, Alec! it's for your sake."
Lanky fell back, and shut his eyes, muttering, "That's all right."
They stood round him, watching and waiting. McKeel was confident his patient would pull through, for he was sure he got a full dose of ammonia.