He moved impatiently, and she realized that it was useless to attempt to alter what he had come to believe in absolutely. Beyond the windows the first pale streaks of a spring dawn were visible, but the earth still clothed itself in silence. The moments were racing on to the final act of the pitiless tragedy which involved so many lives.
"Marsh—" Evelyn began again.
"I've been a dog to endure your presence in my house!" he said bitterly.
Evelyn was about to answer him when Doctor Taylor came into the room.
"Is he awake?" he questioned.
Langham gazed up into the doctor's face.
"Will I get well?" he demanded.
"I hope so, Marshall—I can see no reason why a few days of quiet won't see you up and about quite as if nothing had happened."
"Come—I want to know the truth! Do you think I'm hurt internally, is that it?" He sought to raise himself on his elbow but slipped back groaning.
"You have sustained a very severe shock, still—" began the doctor.