midnight
if he should take sick away from home ! Our doctor at home understands his system . My boy -- my son -- '' With a frozen sense of her alienism , Lilly sat , as it were , outside the situation , proffering herself almost with a sense of intrusion . The doctor would not pronounce , but left with instructions and the promise of a midnight return . Into that Mrs. Becker read darkly . `` He 's a sick man or one of these busy New York doctors would n't be returning again to-night . My boy is a sick man . ''