The pungent liquor co-operated with his recovery--he gave a faint sigh.

Oh, never was sound so joyful to human ear! She flew towards him, but then stopped, quivering for fear she should hurt him.

She had lost all confidence in herself.
"That is right--let him alone," said Jorian; "don't go cuddling him as you did me, or you'll drive his breath back again.

Let him alone: he is sure to come to.

'Tisn't like as if he was an old man." Gerard sighed deeply, and a faint streak of colour stole to his lips.
Jorian made for the door.