The fever was at its height

“You can do him no good. Perhaps hewill be calmer, if he does not see you.” She retired out of the man’ssight. He opened his eyes after a few seconds, and lookedanxiously round.‘“Is she gone?” he links of london agerly inquired.‘“Yes―yes,” said I; “she shall not hurt you.”‘“I’ll tell you what, Jem,” said the man, in a low voice, “she doeshurt me. There’s something in her eyes wakes such a dreadful fearin my heart, that it drives me mad. All last night, her large, staringeyes and pale face were close to mine; wherever I turned, theyturned; and whenever I started up from my sleep, she was at thebedside looking at me.” He drew me closer to him, as he said in adeep alarmed whisper, “Jem, she must be an evil spirit―a devil!Hush! I know she is. If she had been a woman she would have diedlong ago. No woman could have borne what she has.”‘I sickened at the thought of the long course of cruelty andneglect which must have occurred to produce such an impressionon such a man. I could say nothing in reply; for who could offerhope, or consolation, to the abject being before me?I sat there for upwards links of london UK of two hours, during which time hetossed about, murmuring exclamations of pain or impatience,restlessly throwing his arms here and there, and turningconstantly from side to side. At length he fell into that state ofpartial unconsciousness, in which the mind wanders uneasily fromscene to scene, and from place to place, without links charm the control ofreason, but still without being able to divest itself of anindescribable sense of present suffering. Finding from hisincoherent wanderings that this was the case, and knowing that inall probability the fever would not grow immediately worse, I lefthim, promising his miserable wife that I would repeat my visitnext evening, and, if necessary, sit up with the patient during thenight.‘I kept my promise. The last four-and-twenty hours hadproduced a frightful links of london bracelet alteration. The eyes, though deeply sunk andheavy, shone with a lustre frightful to behold. The lips wereparched, and cracked in many places; the hard, dry skin glowedwith a burning heat; and there was an almost unearthly air of wildanxiety in the man’s face, indicating even more strongly theravages of the disease. The fever was at its height.