No man can say that it will, but no man of average intelligence can now deny that it may.
Unorna had hesitated at the door, and she hesitated now.

It was in her power, and in hers only, to wake the hoary giant, or at least to modify his perpetual sleep so far as to obtain from him answers to her questions.

It would be an easy matter to lay one hand upon his brow, bidding him see and speak--how easy, she alone knew.

But on the other hand, to disturb his slumber was to interfere with the continuity of the great experiment, to break through a rule lately made, to incur the risk of an accident, if not of death itself.
She drew back at the thought, as though fearing to startle him, and then she smiled at her own nervousness.

To wake him she must exercise her will.