Jael's lips opened feebly, and some inarticulate sounds issued from them.
Jael Dence, though unconscious, writhed and moaned so that the head nurse interfered, and said she could not have the patient tormented.
Ransome waved her aside, but taking Grace Carden's hand drew her gently away.
She made no positive resistance; but, while her body yielded and retired, her eye remained riveted on Jael Dence, and her hand clutched the air like a hawk's talons, unwilling to lose her prey, and then she turned so weak, Ransome had to support her to her carriage.
As Grace's head sunk on Ransome's shoulder, Jael Dence's eyes closed for the first time.
As Ransome was lifting Grace Carden into the carriage, she said, in a sort of sleepy voice, "Is there no way out of these works but one?"
"Not that I know of; but I will go at once and see. Shall he drive you home?"
Dr. Amboyne was gone to Woodbine Villa.