He recognized her. "Alice!" he cried again.
She bent over and kissed him. "Go to sleep," she said.
John did as he was commanded. When he woke two hours later he called for water, and Alice gave him some from a cup.
"Alice, I've been wounded; yes, I remember that—but how did you get here?"
"I will tell you to-morrow when you are stronger. You must not excite yourself now."
But at six o'clock that evening Surgeon-Major Peel, taking his temperature and finding it normal, gave the necessary permission. So Alice told their story.