That night he was heard groaning and talking, and did not come down at all.
So at noon Mrs. Vint knocked at his door: a weak voice bade her enter; she found him shivering, and he asked her for a fire.
She grumbled, out of hearing, but lighted a fire.
Presently his voice was heard hallooing: he wanted all the windows open: he was so burning hot.
The landlady looked at him, and saw his face was flushed and swollen: and he complained of pain in all his bones. She opened the windows, and asked him would he have a doctor sent for: he shook his head contemptuously.
However, towards evening he became delirious, and raved and tossed, and rolled his head as if it was an intolerable weight he wanted to get rid of.
The females of the family were for sending at once for a doctor; but the prudent Harry demurred.
"Tell me, first, who is to pay the fee," said he. "I've seen a fine coat with the pockets empty, before to-day."
The women set up their throats at him with one accord, each after her kind.
"Out, fie!" said Mercy; "are we to do nought for charity?"