“Yes, you will; for I am going to give you a sleeping potion.”
The potion had a speedy effect. Elias buried his face in the pillow, and was soon sound asleep.
“That obstreperous old man who was to have been your father-in-law, has called twice,” said the rabbi; “and he is coming again at five o'clock.”
It was in the afternoon of the following day. Elias had just waked up. The rabbi was seated upon the foot of Elias's bed.
“What did he want?” Elias asked.
“Oh, he called to inquire about you—about how you were feeling.”
“And you told him?”
“That you were asleep.”
“Is that all?”