He did understand, however, what Horner told him.

Mr.Barrett, Warren Smith, and the sleepy young man had reentered the ward; and Horner was following, but waited for Meredith.

Somehow, the look of the sheriff's Sunday coat, wrinkling forlornly from his broad, bent shoulders, was both touching and solemn.
He said simply: "He's conscious and not out of his head.

They're gone in to take his ante-mortem statement," and they went into the room.
Harkless's eyes were bandaged.

The lawyer was speaking to him, and as Horner went awkwardly toward the cot.