But about eight o'clock in the morning he was quite quiet and apparently sleeping: so Mrs. Dodd stole out of the room to order some coffee for Sampson and Edward. They were nodding, worn out with watching. Julia, whose high-strung nature could dispense with sleep on such an occasion, was on her knees praying for her father. Suddenly there came from the bed, like a thunder-clap, two words uttered loud and furiously-- “HARDIE! VILLAIN!” Up started the drowsy watchers, and rubbed their eyes. They had heard the sound, but not the sense. Julia rose from her knees bewildered and aghast: she had caught the strange words distinctly--words that were to haunt her night and day. They were followed immediately by a loud groan, and the stertorous breathing recommenced, and the face was no longer pale, but flushed and turgid. On this Sampson hurried Julia from the room, and, with Edward's help, placed David on a stool in the bath, and getting on a chair, discharged half a bucket of cold water on his head: the patient gasped: another, and David shuddered, stared wildly, and put his hand to his head; a third, and he staggered to his feet. At this moment Mrs. Dodd coming hastily into the room, he looked steadily at her, and said, “Lucy!” She ran to throw her arms round him, but Sampson interfered. “Gently! gently!” said he; “we must have no violent emotions.” “Oh, no! I will be prudent.” And she stood quiet with her arms still extended, and cried for joy. They got David to bed again, anti Sampson told Mrs. Dodd there was no danger now from the malady, but only from the remedies. And in fact David fell into a state of weakness and exhaustion, and kept muttering unintelligibly. Dr. Short called in the morning, and was invited to consult with Dr. Sampson. He declined. “Dr. Sampson is a notorious quack: no physician of any eminence will meet him in consultation.” “I regret that resolution,” said Mrs. Dodd quietly, “as it will deprive me of the advantage of your skill.” Dr. Short bowed stifly. “I shall be at your service, madam, when that empiric has given the patient up.” And he drove away. Osmond, finding Sampson installed, took the politic line; he contrived to glide by fine gradations into the empiric's opinions, without recanting his own, which were diametrically opposed. Sampson, before he shot back to town, asked him to provide a good reliable nurse. He sent a young woman of iron. She received Sampson's instructions, and assumed the command of the sick-room, and was jealous of Mrs. Dodd and Julia, looked on them as mere rival nurses, amateurs, who, if not snubbed, might ruin the professionals. She seemed to have forgotten in the hospitals all about the family affections and their power of turning invalids themselves into nurses. The second night she got the patient all to herself for four hours, from eleven till two.