Prompt #53: Administer (continuance of the last)


That he accepted Watson's hot lemon-water prescription without a complaint maddened his sensibilities, but he was too miserable to rectify the decline in his self-sufficiency. Finally the doctor collapsed exhaustedly into the chair opposite, and he noticed in the fire-glow that the man looked perfectly dreadful, as if he had not slept for several days – which was probably quite accurate, if he had indeed been ill for nearly a week.

He had not the strength to prolong the conversation with such observations, however, and hurried to the highest priority. "Doctor, I must offer you my sincerest apologies," he rasped hoarsely.