"Oh, you're where you're all right, if you feel all right. Do you?"
"I'm—this isn't the hut."
He glanced round the room which was at once strange and familiar to him.
"Don't you remember leaving there? You ought to. Don't you remember how we got you into the waggonette? When we put you on the blankets? Just think. You're at Waroona Downs. Mrs. Burke brought you."
"But I—how did I get here?" Durham repeated, glancing again round the room. Then it was that the memory of the cry forced itself to the front.
"Who was it?" he asked. "Who was it?"
Another figure joined the doctor, and Mrs. Burke looked down at him.
"Who was what?" the doctor asked.
"That cry—the cry I heard," Durham replied.
"There was no cry," the doctor said. "You've been dreaming."