“None of that!” he said sternly, laying his hand on her shoulders. “If you try, you can stop this. Now see, I am holding you. Look at me, and you will understand you must quiet down.”
He used his well-known power of magnetism. Gradually the quivering shoulders quieted beneath his hands; the staring eyes relaxed, and he gently laid her head upon the pillow.
“Don’t go away!” she implored piteously, as she felt his hands move from her.
“No, indeed,” he replied in a bright, soothing voice; “see, I am going to give you a few drops of this, which will make you all right in a short time. Now then, open your mouth.”
“But, Doctor, I wish to speak to you.”
“After you have taken this and rested awhile.”
“And you won’t go away?” she persisted.
“I shall stay right here.” She obediently swallowed the dose; and as he drew up an easy-chair and seated himself, the drawn lines on her face relaxed.
“It is so strengthening to have you here,” she murmured.
“It will be more strengthening for you to close your eyes.”