"I knelt down quick and undid his neck-handkercher, and tried to bring him to, but he got worse and worse, and all I could do wasn't a bit of good. "There was nobody in the house but Lemon and me, and, almost distracted, I run like mad to the chemist's shop at the corner of the second turning to the right, who's got a son walking the horspitals, and begged him to come with me and see my poor man. He come at once, sir, and there was Lemon still on the floor in his fit. The doctor unclarsped Lemon's hands and put something in 'em, and I slipped a cold key down his back because his nose was bleeding. "'That's a good sign,' said the doctor, as he forced Lemon's jaws apart and put a spoon between his teeth, which Lemon almost bit in two. Then he threw a jug of cold water into Lemon's face, completely satcherating him, and after that Lemon wasn't so violent; but he didn't recover his senses or open his eyes. "'Let's git him to bed,' said the doctor. "He helped me carry Lemon up-stairs, where we undressed him, and it wasn't before we got him between the sheets that he come to. "'Feel better?' asked the doctor. "But Lemon never spoke. "'Don't leave him,' said the doctor to me, and he went back to his shop and brought a sleeping draught, which Lemon took, and soon afterwards fell asleep. "'He won't wake,' said the doctor, 'for twelve hours at least. Is he subject to fits?' "'No, sir,' I answered; 'this is the first he's ever had. Can you tell me what's the matter with him? He ain't been drinking, has he?' "There's no sign of drink,' said the doctor, 'and no smell of it. _Does_ he drink?' "'Not more than is good for him,' I said. 'I've never seen Lemon the worse for liquor.' "'What I don't like about him,' the doctor then said, 'was the look in his eyes when he come to his senses--as if he'd had a shock. Has he taken a religious turn?' "'No, sir.' "'Is he sooperstitious at all?' "'No, sir.' "'The reason I ask, Mrs. Lemon,' said the doctor, 'is because this don't seem to me a ordinary fit. Is there any madness in your husband's family?' "'I never heard of any,' I answered, 'and I think I should have been sure to know it if there was.' "'Very likely,' said the doctor, 'though sometimes they keep it dark. All I can say is, there's something on Mr. Lemon's mind, or he's received a mental shock.' "With that he went away. "Lemon by that time was sound as a top. The doctor must have given him a strong dose to overcome him so, and it did my heart good to see him laying so peaceful. But I couldn't help thinking over what the doctor had said of him. There was either something on Lemon's mind or he'd received a mental shock. And that was said without the doctor knowing what I knew, for I'd kep my troubles to myself. I didn't as much as whisper what Lemon had said in his sleep the night before about the young girl in Victoria Park with golden hair and a bunch of white daisies in her belt, covered with blood.