And here is one symptom rarely found in any fit except an epileptic seizure." The specialist pointed to a faint fleck of foam which showed beneath the young man's brown moustache.
Colwyn bent over him and wiped his lips with his handkerchief.

As he did so the young man's eyes unclosed.

He regarded Colwyn languidly for a moment or two, and then sat upright on the bed.
"Who are you ?" he exclaimed.
"It's quite all right, Mr.Ronald," said the specialist, in his most soothing bedside manner.

"Just take things easily.

You have been ill, but you are almost yourself again.