There was a dull, aching pain in his head and neck and when he raised an inquiring hand it came in contact with a thick bandage.

He wondered if he were badly hurt and sank back again on the pillows, lying with his eyes staring at the faint glow of the lamp.

Soon there came a sound at the door and he twisted his head, grimacing with the pain it caused him.

Jean was looking in at him.
"Ah, M'seur ees awake!" he said, seeing the wide-open eyes.

He came in softly, closing the door behind him.