else but at Mena House Hospital. Don't the Pyramids tell you
that?"

"I thought so," he replied. "How long have I been here?"

"Oh! two months, or more. I can't tell you, Colonel, unless I look at
the books, with so many sick men coming and going. Shure! it's a
pleasure to see you yourself again. We thought that perhaps you'd never
wake up reasonably."

"Did you? I always knew that I should."

"And how did you know that?"

"Because someone whom I am very fond of, came and told me so."

She glanced at him sharply.

"Then it's myself that should be flattered," she answered, "or the
night nurse, seeing that it is we who have cared for you with no
visitors admitted except the doctors, and they didn't talk that way.
Now, Colonel, just you drink this and have a nap, for you mustn't speak
too much all at once. If you keep wagging your jaw you'll upset the
bandages."

When he woke again it was night and now the full moon, such a moon as
one sees in Egypt, shone upon the side of the Great Pyramid and made it
silver. He could hear voices talking outside his door, one that of the
Irish nurse which he recognised, and the other of a man, for although
they spoke low, this sense of hearing seemed to be peculiarly acute to
him.

"It is so, Major," said the nurse. "I tell you that except for a little
matter about someone whom he thought had been visiting him, he is as
reasonable as I am, and much more than you are, saving your presence."

"Well," answered the doctor, "as you speak the truth sometimes, Sister,
I'm inclined to believe you, but all I have to say is that I could have
staked my professional reputation that the poor chap would never get
his wits again. He has had an awful blow and on the top of an old
wound, too. After all these months, it's strange, very strange, and I
hope it will continue."

"Well, of course, Major, there is the delusion about the lady."

"Lady! How do you know it was a lady? Just like a woman making up a
romance out of nothing. Yes, there's the delusion, which is bad. Keep
his mind off it as much as possible, and tell him some of your own in
your best brogue. I'll come and examine him to-morrow morning."

Then the voices died away and Godfrey almost laughed because they had
talked of his "delusion," when he knew so well that it was none. Isobel
had been with him. Yes, although he could neither hear nor see her,
Isobel was with him now for he felt her presence. And yet how could
this be i