They reached the city on Friday morning.
They spent the day in making calls on the Wallings and other friends.
On Saturday the whole party sailed for Liverpool.
CHAPTER XXXVI
GENTLEMAN GEFF’S FATE
Gentleman Geff was in a profound stupor when he was taken to the rectory and put to bed in the best chamber of the house—the parlor bedroom on the ground floor.
He continued in this state for several days, faithfully watched by Elspeth and Longman, and frequently visited by Mr. and Mrs. Campbell, and daily attended by Dr. Hobbs.
Jennie shrank from even going to look at him.
But he recognized no one, noticed nothing.
Medicine and highly concentrated nourishment were regularly administered to him by his nurses.
These he sometimes swallowed instinctively, mechanically, and at other times choked over, and had to be raised in bed and have his throat relieved and his mouth wiped like a helpless baby; but all unconsciously on his part. He never knew, or seemed to know, what he himself was suffering, or other people were doing.