"Then, believe me, it is necessary for you to leave this place immediately. I—you—are being pursued by some one who—who wishes to separate us."
"Oh, no, not that!" she cried. "But how can any one separate us, when God has joined us together?"
"It's a long story and I have no time to explain it now. All I ask is that you will trust me blindly for the present, and do exactly what I tell you to."
"I will," she murmured submissively.
"Thank you. Will you please call your nurse?"
She touched a bell.
The same middle-aged woman appeared of whom he had caught a glimpse on his former visit.
"Good-morning, nurse. Your patient seems pretty fit to-day."
"Mrs. Thompkins is recovering very rapidly."
"Can I speak to the doctor?" asked Cyril.