‘No.’ Lizzie shook her head from side to side. ‘But he’s as near to it as makes no matter. It’ll be one of God’s rare miracles if he ever recovers, an’ if he does only He knows what’ll be left of him . . . Was Mr Kean asking for him?’
It seemed now that he had difficulty in speaking for he gulped in his throat a number of times before repeating, ‘He wasn’t there, won’t be; won’t be back till the night, his father died https://www.onlinecasinoitaliani.com/recensioni/golden-star/.’
‘Ah, God rest his soul. Aye, you did say he wasn’t there. Well, you can tell him when you do see him that it’ll be some time afore Rory collects any more rents, that’s if ever. It’s God’s blessin’ he hadn’t any collection on him when they did him. Whatever they took from him, an’ that was every penny, it was his own.’
John George’s head was bent again and he now made a groaning sound.
‘Will you come in along of me and see him, I’m on me way? It’s the Infirmary.’
He rose to his feet, and stared at her, then like someone in a daze, he turned and made for the door.
‘Aren’t you stayin’ for a cup of tea, lad?’ It was Ruth speaking now.
He didn’t answer her except to make a slight movement with his head, then he went out leaving the door open behind him.
They both stood and watched him go down the path. And when he was out of sight they looked at each other in some amazement, and Lizzie said, ‘It’s broken him; he thought the world of Rory. It’s made him look like death itself.’