But the nurse had hopes and so had the doctor.

As for Carmel's looks, they were greatly changed, but beautiful still in spite of the cruel scar left by her fall against the burning bars of her sister's grate.

No delirium disturbed the rigid immobility in which she now lay.

I could await her awakening with quiet confidence in the justice of God.
Thus Clifton, in his ignorance.
The day was a bleak one, dispiriting in itself even to those who could go about the streets and lose themselves in their tasks and round of duties.
To me it was a dead blank, marked by such interruptions as necessarily took place under the prison routine.

The evening hours which followed them were no better.