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"Would he remember what took place in the relapse?" asked Mr.

Lorry, with natural hesitation.

The Doctor looked desolately round the room, shook his head, and

answered, in a low voice, "Not at all."

"Now, as to the future," hinted Mr. Lorry.

"As to the future," said the Doctor, recovering firmness, "I

should have great hope. As it pleased Heaven in its mercy to

restore him so soon, I should have great hope. He, yielding under

the pressure of a complicated something, long dreaded and long

vaguely foreseen and contended against, and recovering after the

cloud had burst and passed, I should hope that the worst was

over."

"Well, well! That's good comfort. I am thankful!" said Mr. Lorry.

"I am thankful!" repeated the Doctor, bending his head with

reverence.

"There are two other points," said Mr. Lorry, "on which I am

anxious to be instructed. I may go on?"

"You cannot do your friend a better service." The Doctor gave him

his hand.