The lips carried a half-smile of anticipation.

Barry felt the instinctive urge to call to her, to raise himself-- He winced with a sudden pain, a sharp, yet aching throb of agony which involuntarily closed his eyes and clenched tight his teeth until it should pass.

When he looked again, she was gone, and the opening of a door in the next room told him where.

Almost wondering, he turned his eyes then toward the blankets and sought to move an arm,--only again to desist in pain.

He tried the other, and it responded.