How the minutes dragged, one by one, each trailing its slow length more wearily than the last. Julia began to feel that she must have sat there for hours. Her head swam and her eyes grew heavy with the strain. She had left her watch at home, and had therefore no means of gauging the lapse of time.
Harvey's eyes opened again, and she said, "Do you feel very bad? Please tell me."
"Yes."
"Where? If you could just say what is wrong!"
"I don't know."
"Do you think any bones are broken?"
"I can't tell."
"But is it great pain anywhere? Your leg?"
"No—not pain—only—"
"If you would tell me just once! Only—what?"