He turned away and stared down into the street that was so empty.

After a little he glanced at his own watch, with the same impulse Jean had felt.

The hours and minutes were beginning to drag their feet as they passed.
"You go in," he ordered gently, "and lie down.

You'll be all worn out when the time comes for you to get busy.

We don't know what's ahead of us on this trail, Jean.