"What do you want of me ?" "Your help, man, and quickly! Call your people! Have him carried upstairs! Revive him! do something to bring him back!" Keyork's voice changed.
"Is he in real danger ?" he asked.

"What have you done to him ?" "Oh, I do not know what I have done!" cried Unorna desperately.

"I do not know what I fear----" She let him go and leaned against the doorway, covering her face with her hands.

Keyork stared at her.

He had never seen her show so much emotion before.