"Impossible!" was the firm reply, "I could not."
"But you will wear yourself out, you cannot possibly be of any use while he sleeps. I will sit by him for you, and call you the moment he wakes."
"No, I must be by him when he wakes, I could not bear to think he looked at anyone else first; he has not known me for so long, that my heart is craving for some sign to show that he recognises me."
This was conclusive, and Anne urged no more, but Robert said, "I think Mrs. Hall is right, Amy, in advising you to rest."
"But I cannot leave the room, indeed I cannot."
"There is no occasion for your doing so, you can lie on Hannah's bed."
Anne expected a fresh expostulation, but no, Amy moved away at once, and did as her husband wished.
"Where can I find a shawl for Amy, Mr. Vavasour?" said Anne, presently, "she will be frozen over there, without some wrap."
He went away, and returned a moment after with one, which he spread over Amy as she lay, but without, to Anne's astonishment, one loving word or even look.
"Try and sleep," he said, gently, "I will call you in an hour."