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Graham was
across the bed from him, looking down. Audrey was gone. And the
injured boy stirred and opened his eyes.
"H-hello, Joey," said Graham, with a catch in his voice.
Joey lay still, his eyes taking in his new surroundings. Then he
put out a hand and touched the bandage on his head.
"What I got on?" he demanded, faintly.
Graham caught his father's eyes across the bed, and smiled a shaky,
tremulous smile.
"I guess he's all right, Father," he said. And suddenly crumpled
up beside the bed, and fell into a paroxysm of silent sobbing. With
his arm around the boy's shoulders, Clayton felt in that gray dawn
the greatest thankfulness of his life. Joey would live. That cup
was taken from his boy's lips. And he and Graham were together
again, close together. The boy's grip on his hand was tight. Please
God, they would always be together from now on.


CHAPTER IX
Clayton did not care to tell Natalie of Chris's flight. She would
learn it soon enough, he knew, and he felt unwilling to discuss the
affair as Natalie would want to discuss it.


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