He's too far gone to be violent.

It is only a matter of hours." His voice stopped, and Gabriella went out to him.

"Will you tell me what you think, Doctor ?" she asked.
"Is he your husband ?" He had a blank, secretive face, with light eyes, and a hard mouth--so different, she thought from the poetic face of Dr.
French.
"I divorced him ten years ago." He looked at her searchingly.

"Well, he may last until morning, but it is doubtful.

His heart has given out." "Is there anything I can do ?" "No.