But ah! how nearly the sublime and the ridiculous touch sometimes in this world!
CHAPTER XV.
Humphrey passed the night partly in heavy sleep and partly in feverish restlessness.
His first inquiry in the morning was for Miles, and the next for the gentlemen who were to help him to get well so quick.
The latter he was told could not arrive till eleven o'clock, but Sir Everard went to fetch little Miles, and whispering to him not to talk much or to stay long, he put the child down and stayed by the door to watch the meeting between the two little brothers.
Miles advanced rather timidly, the room was so dark and everything looked so strange. But as soon as he distinguished his brother he ran forward.
"Humphie! get up, get up. Why do you 'ie there, and look so white?"