The light disclosed the frightful injury which a fragment of the shell had inflicted on the Englishwoman's head.

Surgeon Surville's manner altered on the instant.

The expression of anxiety left his face; its professional composure covered it suddenly like a mask.

What was the object of his admiration now?
An inert burden in his arms--nothing more.
The change in his face was not lost on Mercy.

Her large gray eyes watched him attentively.