Since Halsey's rational self had been lost in his delirium, loneliness like darkness that could be felt had pressed upon her.
"Our brother will be healed," said Smith at length.

"It is given to me to know that he will be healed." He then spread his hands over the sick man and made a short prayer.

There was much fervour in his words and his voice was loud.
"Give him to drink," said Smith.
"Biery's wife told me as long as he was in fever not to give him water." Smith looked down upon her kindly, but he spoke in a tone of absolute authority.

"My sister, I say unto thee give him water.

It is given to me to know that he must have water and that he will do well." "It is never done in such cases," said Susannah.