Nor was the sigh which escaped her wholly of regret. A
deep stirring was in her heart. She was thinking of the heroic battle
which the station home had witnessed. She was thinking of the
desperate odds one man had faced within those four walls. She was
thinking, too, of the victory which ultimately had been his. But the
cost. She shuddered. And her eyes came back to the white upturned
features of the man before her.
She started. The man's eyes were open. Tenderly she raised a hand and
smoothed the cold forehead with its soft palm. Tears of emotion had
gathered in her eyes on the instant. But they did not overflow down
her cheeks.
The eyes closed again. The lids moved slowly, as though reluctant to
perform their office. The girl literally held her breath. Would they
open again? Or---- Her question was answered almost on the instant.
They reopened. This time even more widely. They were staring straight
up at the starlit sky, quite unmoving. There was no consciousness in
them, and barely life.
Nan waited for some long apprehensive moments.
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