As she watched him he moaned a little, and the sound, which was scarcely human and suggested the cry of some unreasoning creature in pain, sent a thrill through her.

Her eyes dimmed a little, and moving forward softly she laid a cool palm on the flushed forehead.
"Don't you know me, Harry?
I have come to take care of you," she said.
The man's eyes opened wider, and though it was evident that there was not complete comprehension in them he sighed as with a great contentment.

Then they closed altogether as he turned his head a trifle on the pillow.

The girl did not move, but stood stooping a little, and looking down at him with a great compassion, until a man who had been watching her nodded unseen to Seaforth as he also bent over the bed.

He waited for almost a minute, and then straightened himself wearily as he spoke in a just audible whisper.
"Quiet at last, and sleep may come! Miss Deringham, I think ?" he said.
The girl bent her head, and moved softly with him towards the door.
"He knew me ?" she said.
The doctor shook his head.