and remained motionless. As for Teddy, he never stirred or looked
up, but with his face hidden upon the bed, repeated again and again
those words, to him so solemn and so full of meaning, until in the
silence and the waiting he fell asleep, and gradually sank upon the
floor.

And so the night went on: and the careful eyes of the young
physician marked how a faint tinge of color crept into the
death-white cheek upon the pillow; and how the still lips lost their
hard, cold line, and grew human once more, though so pale; and how
the eyelids stirred, moving the heavy lashes; and a faint pulse
fluttered in the slender throat.

At last, with a long, soft sigh, the lips lightly parted; the
eyelids opened slowly, showing for a moment the blue eyes, dim and
languid, but no longer wild with delirium; and then they slowly
closed, and the breath came softly and regularly from the parted
lips.

Dr. Wentworth heaved an answering sigh of mingled weariness and
relief, and, rising, went to Mrs. Ginniss's side, touching her upon
the shoulder, and whispering,--

"She is doing well. Keep her as quiet as possible. I will be in at
nine."

Hushing the murmured blessings she would have poured upon his head,
the young man stole softly from the room and down the stairs into
the street, where already the first gray of dawn struggled with the
flaring gas-lights.