But he, too, knew where to apply in all his times of doubt and misgiving, and thither he went for comfort as the shadows fell around and night crept on.
Mrs Jonathan Prothero came noiselessly into the room, bringing in a shaded night light, and anxious to bear some intelligence to the watchers downstairs.

Her step, light as it was, awoke Gladys.

She started up, and looking on her mistress, clasped her hands, and fervently thanked God.
'She is sleeping as calmly as a child,' she said.

'I am sure the worst is past.' Mrs Jonathan went out to tell the good news, and to beg the brothers to go to bed, which they did, after some demur.

Gladys and Rowland watched on for about an hour longer, when Mrs Prothero opened her eyes and fixed them upon Rowland.