He is now cured of it.

Do you see that he is cured ?" The sleeper gave no answer.

The stiffened limbs did not move, indeed, nor did the glazed eyes reflect the starlight.

But he gave no answer.
The lips did not even attempt to form words.

Had Unorna been less carried away by the excitement in her own thoughts, or less absorbed in the fierce concentration of her will upon its passive subject, she would have noticed the silence and would have gone back again over the old ground.