He thought he heard a step and listened, but he felt tired, and presently his eyes closed and he fell into a doze.
Awakening from this, he saw Jennie sitting beside him.

In some way she seemed to have changed.

When he spoke she gave a start and turned eagerly to him.
"Duane!" she cried.
"Hello.

How're you, Jennie, and how am I ?" he said, finding it a little difficult to talk.
"Oh, I'm all right," she replied.

"And you've come to--your wound's healed; but you've been sick.