The aero was traveling in Time. But I recall that in my confusion, only half conscious, I could not realize what this might mean. And suddenly I was faint. I tumbled back onto the cot. I fainted—or drifted away into sleep.
I was awakened by a sound near me. I sat up abruptly, this time fully conscious and clear-headed. Turber stood in the cabin regarding me.
"Well, you've come to yourself at last?"
I sank back on one elbow. "Yes. What are you doing to me?" I gulped with a sudden thought. "Where is—where's Nanette?"
"So you're worried about her? Be consoled—she's worried about you. And she has cause."
He stood toying with his ribbon, dangling his glasses. He was dressed as I had seen him at the hospital. He regarded me sardonically.
"You're alive—let that suffice."
I moved to get up, but he waved me back. "Don't bother. You will annoy us if you come out. Are you hungry?"
"No," I said.
"Nanette and I will be breakfasting presently."