After a while she rose; an immense lassitude weighted her limbs and body.
"I think I am fit to go now," she said in a low voice.
"Use a sponge and cold water and fix your hair and put on your shoes," he said. "By the time you are ready I'll be back with the truth."
She was blindly involved with her tangled hair when she heard him on the stairs again—a quick, active step that she mistook for haste; and hair and arms fell as she turned to confront him.
"It was a sinking crisis; they got him through—both doctors. I tell you, Shiela, things look better," he said cheerily.
CHAPTER XXII
THE ROLL CALL
As in similar cases of the same disease Hamil's progress toward recovery was scarcely appreciable for a fortnight or so, then, danger of reinfection practically over, convalescence began with the new moon of May.
Other things also began about that time, including a lawsuit against Portlaw, the lilacs, jonquils, and appleblossoms in Shiela's garden, and Malcourt's capricious journeys to New York on business concerning which he offered no explanation to anybody.