"
He rose, pulled up the blinds noiselessly, and opened the windows.
Neither the fresh air nor the light awoke the sleeping man.
Vimpany looked at his watch. "Time for the medicine," he said. "Wake
him up while I get it ready."
"Would you not--at least---suffer him to have his sleep out?" asked
Lord Harry, again turning pale.
"Wake him up. Shake him by the shoulder. Do as I tell you," said the
doctor, roughly. "He will go to sleep again. It is one of the finer
qualities of my medicine that it sends people to sleep. It is a most
soothing medicine. It causes a deep--a profound sleep. Wake him up, I
say." he went to the cupboard in which the medicines were kept. Lord
Harry with some difficulty roused the sick man, who awoke dull and
heavy, asking why he was disturbed.
"Time for your medicine, my good fellow," said the doctor. "Take it,
and you shall not be disturbed again--I promise you that."
The door of the cupboard prevented the spy from seeing what the doctor
was doing; but he took longer than usual in filling the glass. Lord
Harry seemed to observe this, for he left the Dane and looked over the
doctor's shoulder. "What are you doing?" he asked in a whisper.
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