somewhat difficult.
"In your absence," Kennaston answered, "Mr. Jukesbury, who it
appears knows something of medicine, has subjected Mr. Woods to an
examination. It--it would be unkind to deceive you----"
"Come to the point, sir," the Colonel interrupted him. "What--do
you--mean?"
"I mean," said Felix Kennaston, sadly, "that--he is afraid--Mr. Woods
will never recover consciousness."
Colonel Hugonin stared at him. The skin of his flabby, wrinkled old
throat was working convulsively.