“But you were sleeping soundly when I came.”
“Of course, father. I wanted to make up for lost time.”
“And you feel now as if you can’t touch food?”
Chris stared.
“Are you saying that as a joke, father?”
“Certainly not. You feel as if you had no appetite?”
“That I don’t, father. I feel as if I could eat anything.”
“Nothing the matter at all but stiff. That will soon pass off.”
“Then you’re not going to mix up anything horrid for me, father?”
“Nothing worse than tea or coffee; and you may have damper and bacon to take afterwards,” said the doctor, laughing. “Have a good wash and rub out in the sunshine before breakfast. Then eat a good meal and lie about all day again in the sunshine.”