He looked at his watch. It was four o'clock.
"And I never moved?" he asked.
"No."
"Nor you?"
"No, Dick."
"An hour and a quarter! My God!" he exclaimed, "you must be as stiff as a pious book. And I'm damned if you're not sitting there because you can't get up!"
"Oh, yes, I could. But give me a hand," she answered; and he pulled her to her feet.
She staggered, and he caught her by an elbow.
"One of them's as fast asleep as you were," she said. "It'll go off in a minute."
But for Dick Bellamy, caught at last on the ebb of his resistance, one elbow was not enough. So he seized the other, and by the pair held her off from him, looking into her eyes.