At the immediate confusion and rush of figures I started up to assist my uncle; Thrale and his fellow-servants were before me.  My uncle cried out, “Stand back, nephew!  Stand back all of you; let him have air!”—and the crowding of the old men about the chair withheld me from my grandfather.  So the event held me that I was insensible to other sound than the gasping of the old man; I caught a glimpse of his face, livid and sweating, as his head rested agains............