"He caught cold in the rain last Tuesday and has been lying by ever since, and only got in town this morning."
"Have you got a place to stay?"
"Not yet, ma'am. I have been but two hours here."
"Well, you had better see to that the first thing, and come here and take dinner — that'll give you a chance. You'll easily find what you want."
"Not this morning, I think, unless it is to be found very near by," said Winthrop; "for my feet would hardly carry me a hundred yards."
"You see, he's weak yet," put in Mr. Forriner.
"Didn't you walk here, cousin?" said the lady.
"Unfortunately, I did, ma'am; for I have not strength to walk anywhere else."
"O well, you can go up stairs and lie down and get some rest; you'll be better by afternoon I dare say. Will you have another cup of tea?"
But Winthrop declined it.