She tried to picture him as he must have been when younger, but she could see only Guy.

And again the bitter longing, the aching disappointment, tore her soul.
Towards morning she dozed, but physical discomfort and torturing anxiety went with her unceasingly, depriving her of any real repose.

She was vaguely aware of movements in the house long before a low knock at the door called her back to full consciousness.
She started up on her elbows.

"Come in! I am awake." Burke Ranger presented himself.

"I was afraid Mary Ann might give you a shock if she woke you suddenly," he said.