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Indeed, the typhoid symptoms progressed so rapidly as to show that
the robust look of health had been in appearance only. The
injured, weakened brain was the organ which suffered most, and in
spite of the physician's best efforts his patient speedily entered
into a condition of stupor, relieved only by low, unintelligible
mutterings. Jim Wetherby became a tireless watcher, and greatly
relieved the grief-stricken parents. Helen earnestly entreated
that she might act the part of nurse also, but the doctor firmly
forbade her useless exposure to contagion. She drove daily to the
house, yet Mrs. Nichol's sad face and words could scarcely
dissipate the girl's impression that the whole strange episode was
a dream.
At last it was feared that the end was near. One night Dr. Barnes,
Mr. and Mrs. Nichol, and Jim Wetherby were watching in the hope of
a gleam of intelligence. He was very low, scarcely more than
breathing, and they dreaded lest there might be no sign before the
glimmer of life faded out utterly.
Suddenly the captain seemed to awake, his glassy eyes kindled, and
a noble yet stern expression dignified his visage.
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