"Keep the people out of here whilst I go and fetch my hat and coat.

Afterwards, I'll take the body to the mortuary when the ambulance arrives." An attendant pushed his way through the crowd of people on the inner side of the door.
"Miss Daisy Hyslop, young lady who was with Mr.Bidlake, has just fainted in the ladies' room, sir," he announced.

"Could you come ?" "I'll be there immediately," the doctor promised.
The rest of the proceedings followed a normal course.

The police arrived, took various notes, the ambulance followed a little later, the body was removed, and the little crowd of guests, still infected with a sort of awed excitement, were allowed to take their leave.

Francis and Wilmore drove almost in silence to the former's rooms in Clarges Street.
"Come up and have a drink, Andrew," Francis invited.
"I need it," was the half-choked response.
Francis led the way in silence up the two flights of stairs into his sitting-room, mixed whiskies and sodas from the decanter and syphon which stood upon the sideboard, and motioned his friend to an easy-chair.