His shoulders were shaking, and when
he raised his head to answer me, I saw the tears were streaming down
his cheeks.
"Shut the door--_quick_!" he cried, gasping between the words. "Lock
it--pile the furniture against it--don't let a creature in--oh, _don't_
let them see me!"
I flew to the door and locked it; and by the time I got back to the bed,
Fee seemed to have lost all control over himself. He twisted and
twitched, rolling his head restlessly from side to side,--one minute
throwing his arms out wildly as far as they could reach, the next
snatching at the pillows or the bed-clothes, and trying to stuff them
into his mouth. And all the time he kept making that horrible sharp
gasping noise,--as if he were almost losing his breath.
I was _dreadfully_ scared at first,--that _Felix_, of all people,
should act this way! I got goose-flesh all over, and just stood there
staring at Fee, and that seemed only to make him worse.
"Don't stare at me like that. Oh, don't, don't, _don't_!" he cried out.
"I can't help this--really--I can't, I _can't_! Oh, if I could only
_scream_ without the others hearing me!" He threw his head back and beat
the pillows with his outstretched arms.
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