In a few moments I was asleep.
When I was waked, it took me several seconds to get back my thoughts so as to recognise my own identity and surroundings.

The short sleep had, however, done me good, and I could look on things around me in a more practical light than I had been able to do earlier in the evening.

I bathed my face, and thus refreshed went into the sick-room.

I moved very softly.

The Nurse was sitting by the bed, quiet and alert; the Detective sat in an arm-chair across the room in deep shadow.