"
He laid the broad hand on Young's shoulder. "Doctor, you must do more
than you can; you must accomplish the impossible; I tell you, it is
impossible for this man to die; he must live!"
He turned to Glendin.
"I suppose you want the details of what happened here?"
"Right."
"Follow me. Doctor, I'll be gone only a moment."
He led the way into an adjoining room, and lighted a lamp. The sudden
flare cast deep shadows on the face leaning above, and Glendin started.
For the moment it seemed to him that he was seeing a face which had
looked on hell and lived to speak of it.
"Mr. Drew," he said, "you'd better hit the hay yourself; you look pretty
badly done up."
The other looked up with a singular smile, clenching and unclenching
his fingers as if he strove to relax muscles which had been tense for
hours.
"Glendin, the surface of my strength has not been scratched; I could
keep going every hour for ten days if it would save the life of the poor
fellow who lies in there."
He took a long breath.
"Now, then, let's get after this business.
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