Strong remedies--"
"Hush!" whispered Jane. "I hear footsteps."
"You can always hear footsteps in a wood if you hearken for them,"
said the doctor; but he spoke low, and then sat quiet, listening.
"I hear Garth's step," whispered Jane. "Oh, Dicky, go to the edge
and look over. You can see the windings of the path below."
The doctor stepped forward quietly and looked down upon the way they
had ascended. Then he came back to Jane.
"Yes," he said. "Fortune favours us. Dalmain is coming up the path
with Simpson. He will be here in two minutes."
"Fortune favours us? My dear Dicky! Of all mis-chances!" Jane's hand
flew to her bandage, but the doctor stayed her just in time.
"Not at all," he said. "And do not fail at the last in your
experiment. I ought to be able to keep you two blind people apart.
Trust me, and keep dark--I mean, sit still. And can you not
understand why I said fortune favours us? Dalmain is coming for my
opinion on the case. You shall hear it together.
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