Swift, and his voice certainly seemed
Stronger. "I can't imagine what happened. I came upstairs, after Tom had
received a visit from the minister, and that's all I remember."
"The minister, father!" exclaimed Tom, in great amazement. "The minister
wasn't here this evening! That was Mr. Gunmore, the aviation secretary.
Don't you remember?"
"I don't remember any gentleman like that calling here to-night," Mr.
Swift said blankly. "It was the minister, I'm sure, Tom."
"The minister was here last night, Mr. Swift," said the housekeeper.
"Was he? Why, it seems like to-night. And I came upstairs after talking
to him, and then it all got black, and--and--"
"There, now; don't try to think," advised the doctor. "You'll be all
right in the morning."
"But I can't remember anything about that aviation man," protested Mr.
Swift. "I never used to be that way--forgetting things. I don't like
it!"
"Oh, it's just because you're tired," declared the physician. "It will
all come back to you in the morning. I'll stop in and see you then.
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