Her eyes were dim with grateful emotion, and though Galenus strove to hinder her from pressing her lips to his hand she succeeded in doing so; he, however, kissed her brow with fatherly delight in her warmhearted sweetness, and said: "Now go home happy, my child.

That stone had hit your lover's brain-roof a hard blow; the pressure of the broken beam--I mean a piece of bone--had robbed him of his consciousness of what a sweet bride the gods have bestowed on him.

But the knife has done its work; the beam is in its place again; the splinters which were not needed have been taken out; the roof is mended, and the pressure removed.

Your friend has recovered consciousness, and I will wager that at this moment he is thinking of you and wishes you were with him.

But for the present you had better defer the meeting.