Suddenly he called me to his side, with such a strange, excited manner, that I feared he was delirious, but he was not.
'That was the crisis, Helen!' said he, delightedly.

'I had an infernal pain here--it is quite gone now.

I never was so easy since the fall--quite gone, by heaven!' and he clasped and kissed my hand in the very fulness of his heart; but finding I did not participate in his joy, he quickly flung it from him, and bitterly cursed my coldness and insensibility.

How could I reply?
Kneeling beside him, I took his hand and fondly pressed it to my lips--for the first time since our separation--and told him, as well as tears would let me speak, that it was not that that kept me silent: it was the fear that this sudden cessation of pain was not so favourable a symptom as he supposed.

I immediately sent for the doctor: we are now anxiously awaiting him.