That would relieve my mind a little." "Yes--do," responded Halcyone eagerly.
The tone of repressed anguish in her soft voice stabbed Cheiron's heart, but they understood each other too well for any unnecessary words to pass between them.

The kindest thing he could do for her was to show her he did not mean to perceive her trouble.
The result of the telephoning--a much longer process then than it is now--was slightly more satisfactory.

Sir Benjamin Grant's report, the Foreign Office official informed them, was that Mr.Derringham's condition was much more hopeful, but that the most complete quiet for some time would be absolutely necessary.
"John is so strong," Mr.Carlyon said, as he put down the receiver which he had with difficulty manipulated--to Halcyone's trembling impatience.
"He will pull through.

And all I can do is to wait.

He will probably be up at the end of my fortnight, when I get back home." And he looked relieved.
"They would not give him a letter from you, of course, I suppose ?" said Halcyone.