Chapter 7

           Thatnighteverythingwentwell.KnowingthatMissTrelawnyherselfwasnotonguard,DoctorWinchesterandIdoubledourvigilance.TheNursesandMrs.Grantkeptwatch,andtheDetectivesmadetheirvisiteachquarterofanhour.Allnightthepatientremainedinhistrance.Helookedhealthy,andhischestroseandfellwiththeeasybreathingofachild.Butheneverstirred;onlyforhisbreathinghemighthavebeenofmarble.DoctorWinchesterandIworeourrespirators,andirksometheywereonthatintolerablyhotnight.Betweenmidnightandthreeo’clockIfeltanxious,andhadoncemorethatcreepyfeelingtowhichtheselastfewnightshadaccustomedme;butthegreyofthedawn,stealingroundtheedgesoftheblinds,camewithinexpressiblerelief,followedbyrestfulness,wentthroughthehousehold.Duringthehotnightmyears,strainedtoeverysound,hadbeenalmostpainfullytroubled;asthoughmybrainorsensoriawereinanxioustouchwiththem.EverybreathoftheNurseortherustleofherdress;everysoftpatofslipperedfeet,asthePolicemanwenthisrounds;everymomentofwatchinglife,seemedtobeanewimpetustoguardianship.Somethingofthesamefeelingmusthavebeenabroadinthehouse;nowandagainIcouldhearupstairsthesoundofrestlessfeet,andmorethanoncedownstairstheopeningofawindow.Withthecomingofthedawn,however,allthisceased,andthewholehouseholdseemedtorest.DoctorWinchesterwenthomewhenSisterDoriscametorelieveMrs.Grant.