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When Lord Prelice recovered his senses, he opened his eyes in a comfortable room on a comfortable bed, and saw as in a dream that Ned was seated beside him. His head felt confused and sore, but he regained sufficient command of his wits to recognise his friend.
"Where am I, Ned? " he asked in a feeble voice, and put up a weak hand to his head, which was bandaged.