As disclosed in the square area of the pane it met her frightened eyes like a replica of the Sudarium of St.Veronica.
He moved his lips, and looked at her imploringly.

Her rapid mind pieced together in an instant a possible concatenation of events which might have led to this tragical issue.

She unlatched the casement with a terrified hand, and bending down to where he was crouching, pressed her face to his with passionate solicitude.

She assisted him into the room without a word, to do which it was almost necessary to lift him bodily.

Quickly closing the window and fastening the shutters, she bent over him breathlessly.
"Are you hurt much--much ?" she cried, faintly.