Somehow he realised that about this slumber there was a new thing.

With hot eyes and aching limbs he sat through the night.

Dream after dream rose up and passed away before that little background of tapestried wall.

When she opened her eyes and looked at him, the same smile parted her lips as the smile which had come there when she had passed away to sleep.
"I am so rested," she murmured.

"I feel so well.