She turned again, as if to satisfy her doubts. His eyes met hers; and, as they did so, recollection seemed to be restored.
"Where am I, and what is it?" he muttered.
"You are where you will be taken good care of until you are able to be removed," said the lady. "Is there any one you would wish to have sent for?"
The man did not speak.
"Any one you would wish to be sent for?" she repeated.
"No," he answered.
"Any thing more you would wish to have done?"
"Nothing."
He lay silent for some time, with his eyes still fixed upon her.
At last he said, "Tell me where I am?"