Geoffrey was taken into the dining-room and attended by the doctor's assistant, and Beatrice into the sitting-room, and attended by the doctor himself.

In a few seconds the place had been cleared of all except the helpers, and the work began.

The doctor looked at Beatrice's cold shrunken form, and at the foam upon her lips.

He lifted the eyelid, and held a light before the contracted pupil.

Then he shook his head and set to work with a will.