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He fell back again in his chair; but in a few minutes he roused himself, and seemed stronger. HE FELL BACK AGAIN IN HIS CHAIR BUT IN A FEW MOMENTS HE ROUSED HIMSELF AND SEEMED STRONGER
and she led him, with cautious steps, into the kitchen, and shut the door, and stirred the fire, before she spoke. He sank into a chair, as if worn out with fatigue. She stood, expecting some explanation. But when she saw he could not speak, she hastened to make him a cup of tea; and, stooping down, took off his wet boots, and helped him off with his coat, and brought her own plaid to wrap round him. All this time her heart sunk lower and lower. He allowed her to do what she liked, as if he were an automaton; his head and his arms hung loosely down, and his eyes were fixed, in a glaring way, on the fire. When she brought him some tea, he spoke for the first time; she could not hear what he said till he repeated it, so husky was his voice. "Have you no brandy?" She had the key of the little wine-cellar, and fetched up some. But as she took a tea-spoon to measure it out, he tremblingly clutched at the bottle, and shook down a quantity into the empty tea-cup, and drank it off at one gulp. SHE FELT THAT HIS DRESS WAS QUITE WET AND SHE LED HIM WITH CAUTIOUS STEPS INTO THE KITCHEN AND SHUT THE DOOR AND STIRRED THE FIRE BEFORE SHE SPOKE HE SANK INTO A CHAIR AS IF WORN OUT WITH FATIGUE SHE STOOD EXPECTING SOME EXPLANATION BUT WHEN SHE SAW HE COULD NOT SPEAK SHE HASTENED TO MAKE HIM A CUP OF TEA AND STOOPING DOWN TOOK OFF HIS WET BOOTS AND HELPED HIM OFF WITH HIS COAT AND BROUGHT HER OWN PLAID TO WRAP AROUND HIM ALL THIS TIME HER HEART SUNK LOWER AND LOWER HE ALLOWED HER TO DO WHAT SHE LIKED AS IF HE WERE AN AUTOMATON HIS HEAD AND HIS ARMS HUNG LOOSELY DOWN AND HIS EYES WERE FIXED IN A GLARING WAY ON THE FIRE WHEN SHE BROUGHT HIM SOME TEA HE SPOKE FOR THE FIRST TIME SHE COULD NOT HEAR WHAT HE SAID TILL HE REPEATED IT SO HUSKY WAS HIS VOICE HAVE YOU NO BRANDY SHE HAD THE KEY OF THE LITTLE WINE CELLAR AND FETCHED UP SOME BUT AS SHE TOOK A TEASPOON TO MEASURE IT OUT HE TREMBLINGLY CLUTCHED AT THE BOTTLE AND SHOOK DOWN A QUANTITY INTO THE EMPTY TEACUP AND DRANK IT OFF AT ONE GULP
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