The Doctor came. It was his step in the passage that roused them. He bent to the face, then searched the eyes of the woman. She could not find his.... Bellair was puzzled. The head was in her lap, yet the preacher seemed behind them, and still with something to say. They were not sure at first that it was the Doctor who asked:
“Why did you not call me?”
He repeated the question.
“He told us—you would come afterward,” Bellair said in a dazed way.
“Yes, he wanted it so,” said the woman.
The Doctor stared at them. “Are you two going to pull off anything further to-night, or are you going to get the rest you need, and attend to the nourishment you need?”
“We’re under orders now, Doctor,” said Bellair....
“If I should want him in the night—if I should be frightened, you would let him come?”
It was the Faraway Woman who asked this of the Doctor, her hand touching Bellair’s sleeve.
“Why, of course,” the Doctor answered quickly.