Eustace thought the air would work wonders, but--I am not sure.
It is certainly waking her up.

But--to what ?" His eyelids drooped heavily, and he passed his hand across his forehead with a gesture that went to her heart.
"It's rather soon to judge, isn't it ?" she said.
"Yes," he admitted.

"But there is a change in her; there is an undoubted change.

She gets hardly any rest, and the usual draught at night scarcely takes effect.

Of course the place is noisy.