The colonel sat silent and unmoved.

He had seen too many wounded men revive and then die to be unduly excited.

That Willets still breathed was the only feature of his case that gave him any hope.
Harry shot an inquiring glance at his father, and receiving only a cold stare in return, hurried from the room, his steps growing lighter as he ran.

Kate must hear the good news and with the least possible delay.

He would not send a message--he would go himself; then he could explain and relieve her mind.