“No, but you’re talking too much, and you’re to be kept quiet.”
“Well, I’m lying quiet. But, tell me, have they caught those two fellows for knocking me about last night?”
“No, not yet; and I must go now, old fellow.”
“But tell me this: What did Syme say this morning because I didn’t come?”
“Oh, nothing much; he was tackling me. I got it horribly for being so stupid.”
“Not you. But tell him I shall be back in the morning.”
“All right. Good-bye.”
They shook hands, and Macey hurried down to the doctor and Mrs Lee.
“Here, he’s ever so much better and worse, too, sir,” cried Macey.
The doctor started up in alarm.