'I hope for her sake I shall not suffer; but it will soon be over: I heard him say so.' He seemed to speak with difficulty. 'Don't look so sorry about it, Burnett; it is much better so, and the poor old man was saved. Oh!'
That expression of pain wrung unwillingly from his lips drew the doctor to him, and he made a sign to Michael to leave them.
An hour later Audrey received the following telegram:
'An accident. Cyril Blake badly hurt. Condition critical. Come at once. Will meet the last train at King's Cross.'
CHAPTER XLVI
'INASMUCH'
'He, being made perfect in a short time, fulfilled a long time.'—Wisdom of Solomon.
All her life long Audrey never forgot that long weary journey. The lateness of the hour compelled her to take a circuitous route to London. Dr. Ross accompanied her part of the way, and did not leave her until he placed her under the care of the guard, who promised to keep the compartment for her.