"Yes, my reason tells me that I am. You are only going on a brief
journey, facing nothing that can be called danger. Yet I speak as
I feel--I cannot help feeling. Give me glad reassurance by
returning quickly and safely. Then hereafter I will laugh at
forebodings."
"There, you need not wait till I reach Washington. You shall hear
from me in the morning, and I will also telegraph when I have
opportunity on my journey."
"Please do so, and remember that I could not endure to have my
life impoverished again."
Late the following evening, Martine inquired his way to the
bedside of his cousin, and was glad indeed to find him
convalescent. His own experienced eyes, together with the
statement of the sick man and wardmaster, convinced him that the
danger point was well passed. In immense relief of mind he said
cheerily, "I will watch to-night"; and so it was arranged.
His cousin, soothed and hushed in his desire to talk, soon dropped
into quiet slumber, while Martine's thronging thoughts banished
the sense of drowsiness. A shaded lamp burned near, making a
circle of light and leaving the rest of the ward dim and shadowy.
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