He gripped Raymond's arm and held him until he saw that he had nearly recovered control of himself, and then, with another whisper of "Remember!" he released him.
"Yes, yes! I understand!" exclaimed Raymond in the same tone, holding himself with a mighty effort. "I'll control myself! She sha'n't know!"
Noel was administering a little more of the stimulant as he advanced. He gave Raymond a warning look as, with a gasp of terror, Jacqueline attempted to rise. The young man seemed not to notice her agitation, and with a bright smile he cried:
"Well, my dear client, are you better?"
"Oh, it's nothing!" Dr. Chennel answered for her. "Just a little fit of the nerves which, after all, is quite natural!"
"That's all right!" cried Raymond, heartily. "I didn't want to leave the court without asking' how you were."
Her eyes ran hungrily over his graceful but muscular figure, and the pale, handsome face.
"You—are—very good!" she murmured, uncertainly.
Noel signalled the doctor with his eyes, and they went out softly, leaving the door ajar. Raymond briskly pulled a chair up close beside his mother's and went on in the same light tone.
"And I couldn't go without thanking you!" he said. She smiled into his face, but there was still a trace of alarm in her eyes.