"Dying?"
"It will pass," the physician answered, with a movement of reproof.
Hamoud, afflicted by disbelief, by a despair that swept away his fatalism, by a fury that called for revenge, bared his teeth and demanded:
"I shall bring him? We show her to him?"
"Who?"
Hamoud glanced malignantly toward the floor.
"Hardly!"
The physician resumed his contemplation of the patient, who had descended into a stupor that was to last for days.