Sue—[Miserably.] We’ll have to wait a while longer——
Doctor—[Roughly.] Rats! You can’t sacrifice any more of your life and Danny’s to mad dreams.
Sue—[Helplessly.] I don’t know—— [Then brightening.] That’ll all be decided when the time comes. Just now it’s enough to know Danny’s alive and coming back. Read his letter, Doctor. You’ve been holding it in your hand all this time.
Doctor—Yes, yes, let’s see. [He takes the letter from the envelope.]
Sue—Poor Danny! He’s been through terrible things.
Doctor—Hmm! Rangoon.
Sue—Yes, he’s still in the hospital there. You’ll see.
Doctor—[Reads the letter—grunts with astonishment—angrily.] By Gad! The damn scoundrels!
Sue—[Shuddering.] Yes, wasn’t it hideous—those awful men stabbing him and leaving him for dead in that out of the way native settlement! The natives nursed him back to life, have you got that far yet? And then he was laid up for four months there waiting for a vessel to touch and take him back to civilization. And then, think of it, getting the fever on top of all that and nearly dying in the hospital in Rangoon!
Doctor—A terrible time of it! He’s lucky to be alive. Hmm. I see he foresaw the wreck of the schooner. Those brutes couldn’t navigate. [Folding the letter and putting it back.] He doesn’t seem to have found out what the purpose of that mad trip was. Horne hid it from him to the last, he says. Well, it’s queer—damn queer. But I’m glad to know those wretches have gone to their final accounting.