"You have asked my advice, I shall require the night for reflection.

At present my brain is whirling; I must go into the air.

If I go to bed now, I am sure to have a horrible nightmare.

Come, my boy; patience and courage.

Who knows whether at this very hour Providence is not working for you ?" He went out, and Noel, leaving his door open, listened to the sound of his footsteps as he descended the stairs.