CHAPTER XXXII
CONFESSION
When Dr. Williams entered the room Helen was still holding Tom's head in her lap.
He had stirred once with a low groan.
"The major is dead, but Tom's alive, doctor!" she cried through her tears. "He's going to live, too—I feel it—I know it—tell me that it's so!"
The lips trembled pitifully with the last words.
The doctor felt the pulse and was silent.
"It's all right? He's going to live—isn't he?" she asked pathetically.
"I can't tell yet, my child," was the calm answer.