You'll see me again--I cannot tell just when.

Perhaps you may want to send for me.

If so, my name is Sweetwater." His hand was on the knob, and he was almost out of the room when he started and looked back.

A violent change in the patient had occurred.
Disturbed by his voice or by some inner pulsation of the fever which devoured her, Carmel had risen from the pillow and now sat, staring straight before her with every feature working and lips opened as if to speak.

Sweetwater held his breath, and the nurse leaped towards her and gently encircled her with protecting arms.
"Lie down," she prayed; "lie down.