The burning presently gave way to a soothing
sensation.
Harry noticed that neither Jarvis nor Ike asked him the name of his
opponent nor anything at all about the struggle or its cause. They
treated it as his own private affair, of which he could speak or not as
he chose. He had noticed this quality before in mountaineers. They
were among the most inquisitive of people, but an innate delicacy would
suppress questions which an ordinary man would not hesitate to ask.
"Button up your shirt an' coat," said Jarvis at last, "an' you'll find
your chest well in a day or two. Your bein' so healthy helps you a lot.
Feelin' better already, boy? Don't 'pear as if you was tearin' out a
lung or two every time you drawed breath?"
"I'm almost well," said Harry gratefully, "and, Mr. Jarvis, I'd like to
leave my wet clothes here to dry while I'm gone. I'll be back in the
morning with my father."
"All right," said Samuel Jarvis, "but I wish you'd come bright an'
early. Me an' this lunkhead, Ike, my nephew, ain't used to great cities,
an' me bein' of an inquirin' turn o' mind we'll be anxious to see all
that's to be seed in Frankfort."
"Don't you fear," replied Harry, full of gratitude, "I'll be back soon
in the morning.
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