"Carry her to her rooms! Gently, now!" commanded the captain.

Seizing Justine by the arm, he said: "I think that I arrived in time.

Go! Go! You will find me waiting for you here! Examine her at once! The hot iron and artery ligatures alone will save her if she was bitten!" His brow was knotted in agony.
"You came between them!" gasped Justine.

"The thing never reached her side!" "God be thanked! Go! Go!" cried Hardwicke.

"I have my work to do here!" A black servant had already led the dancing Garibaldi out to the open safety of the graveled carriage drive.