“No, no, I am not David,” he began, but the words died in his throat.
To tell her that, to make her know the truth— that her husband was dead— might kill her now. Hope, belief that he was alive and with her, would help to make her live. So quickly that he could not have spoken his thoughts in words these things flashed upon him. If Deane were alive and at her side his presence would save her. And if she believed that he was Deane he would save her. In the end she would never know. He remembered how Pelliter had forgotten things that had happened in his delirium. To Isobel, when she awakened into sanity, it would only seem like a dream at most. A few words from him then would convince her of that. If necessary, he would tell her that she had talked much about David in her fever and had imagined him with her. She would have no suspicion that he had played that part.
Isobel had waited a moment, but now she whispered again, as if a little frightened at his silence.
“David— David—”
He stepped back quickly to the bed and his hands met those reaching up to him. They were hot and dry, and Isobel’s fingers tightened about his own almost fiercely, and drew his hands down on her breast. She gave a sigh, as though she would rest easier now that his hands were touching her.
“I have been making some broth for you,” he said, scarcely daring to speak. “Will you take some of it, Isobel? You must— and sleep.”
He felt the pressure of Isobel’s hands, and she spoke to him so calmly that for a breath he thought that she must surely be herself again.
“I don’t like the dark, David,” she said. “I can’t see you. And I want to do up my hair. Will you bring in a light?”
“Not until you are better,” he whispered. “A light will hurt your eyes. I will stay with you— near you—”
She raised a hand in the darkness, and it stroked his face. In that touch were all the love and gentleness that had lived for the man who was dead, and the caress thrilled Billy until it seemed as though what was in his heart must burst forth in a sobbing breath. Suddenly her hand left his face, and he heard her moving restlessly.