“‘You’ll see that Collis is never left alone, won’t you?’ he shouted back to me as the boat pulled out into the harbor; I remembered I rather resented the suggestion. “I walked back to the inn and went to bed: the nurse sat up with Collis at night. The next morning I relieved her at the usual hour. It was a sultry day with a queer coppery-looking sky; the air was stifling. In the middle of the day the nurse came to take my place while I dined; when I went back to Collis’s room she said she would go out for a breath of air. “I sat down by Collis’s bed and began to fan him with the fan the sister had been using. The heat made him uneasy and I turned him over in bed, for he was still helpless: the whole of his right side was numb. Presently he fell asleep and I went to the window and sat looking down on the hot deserted square, with a bunch of donkeys and their drivers asleep in the shade of the convent-wall across the way. I remember noticing the blue beads about the donkeys’ necks.... Were you ever in an earthquake? No? I’d never been in one either. It’s an indescribable sensation ... there’s a Day of Judgment feeling in the air. It began with the donkeys waking up and trembling; I noticed that and thought it queer. Then the drivers jumped up--I saw the terror in their faces. Then a roar.... I remember noticing a big black crack in the convent-wall opposite--a zig-zag crack, like a flash of lightning in a wood-cut.... I thought of that, too, at the time; then all the bells in the place began to ring--it made a fearful discord.... I saw people rushing across the square ... the air was full of crashing noises. The floor went down under me in a sickening way and then jumped back and pitched me to the ceiling ... but where _was_ the ceiling? And the door? I said to myself: _We’re two stories up--the stairs are just wide enough for one_.... I gave one glance at Collis: he was lying in bed, wide awake, looking straight at me. I ran. Something struck me on the head as I bolted downstairs--I kept on running. I suppose the knock I got dazed me, for I don’t remember much of anything till I found myself in a vineyard a mile from the town. I was roused by the warm blood running down my nose and heard myself explaining to Meriton exactly how it had happened.... “When I crawled back to the town they told me that all the houses near the inn were in ruins and that a dozen people had been killed. Collis was among them, of course. The ceiling had come down on him.” Mr. Carstyle wiped his forehead. Vibart sat looking away from him. “Two days later Meriton came back. I began to tell him the story, but he interrupted me. “‘There was no one with him at the time, then? You’d left him alone?’ “‘No, he wasn’t alone.’ “‘Who was with him? You said the sister was out.’ “‘I was with him.’ “‘_You were with him?_’