He nodded, and left the room, and Katrine glanced at the doctor.
“Over-work and anxiety, my dear madam,” he said. “I shall have to give him a little advice. Now, if you will excuse me, I’ll go up-stairs.”
“But doctor,” cried Katrine; “is Mr Capel really better?”
“It is hardly just to call him better while this delirium continues; but you know what Sir Ronald said.”
He went out of the dining-room, and ascended the stairs, leaving Katrine with Artis.
“Where are you going?” said the latter.
“Up to Capel’s room.”
“What, again?”
“Yes,” she said, “again.”
“But what have you found out?”