He opened his eyes, stared at her vacantly, and asked if it were raining, which indeed it might have been, for her big tears were falling on his face.

She uttered a gasp of joy.
"No, no," she answered, "the weather is very fine.

It is I--I who have rained because I thought you die." She wiped his forehead with the soft linen of her robe, then went on, "But you will not die; say that you will live, say that you will live for me, Vernoon." He looked at her, and feeble though he was, the awfulness of the situation sank into his soul.
"I hope that I shall live," he answered.

"I am hungry, please give me some food." Next instant there was a tumult near by, and when Alan looked up again it was to see Jeekie, very lightly clad, flying through the door.
"It will be here presently," she said.

"Oh! if you knew what I have suffered, if you only knew.