So for goodness' sake get off to your room again, and lie down and keep yourself quiet for the rest of the day.

I shall have you demoralising the whole ward if you stay here." Captain Mallett walked back with a much feebler and less steady step than that with which he had entered the hospital.

He had some doubts whether the man who had made this strange accusation and had so nearly taken his life was really sane, and whether he had not altogether imagined the conversation which he declared he had heard in the garden.

He remembered now the sudden way in which George Lechmere had turned round and gone away when he saw him saying goodbye to Martha, and how she had shrugged her shoulders in contempt.
The man must either be mad, or of a frightfully jealous disposition, to conjure up harm out of such an incident: and one who would do so might well, when his brain was on fire, conjure up this imaginary conversation.

Still, he might have heard some man talking to her.