Now and then she rose softly to assure herself that all was well, and each time the even breath and calm face spoke of rest that might have been life-giving, if there had yet been in the worn-out frame the faintest power of revival.
But between one and two o'clock Christian awoke.

He did not move, but his wife, looking at him, saw his eyes open, and an indescribable difference in his aspect which made her heart leap, for she knew that his mind had awakened also, for that one last recognition that she had so longed for.

She said nothing, however, but brought a few spoonfuls of wine and gave to him.

He took them, watching her silently all the while, but not seeming fully to recognize her until she came and knelt down at his side, taking his cold hand in hers.

Then he smiled, and turning a little towards her, said "Mary!" She could not answer, but she bent her head down for a moment upon the hand she held.
"You have been here before ?" he went on.