Get a hand under there, girl." There was no word further spoken.

Gently they aided the injured man to his feet and helped him hobble through the hall and into the great dining-room beyond, where stood the long table of polished mahogany.

Dunwody, swaying, leaned against it, while Jamieson hurried to the window and threw up the curtains to admit as much as possible of the light of late afternoon.

Returning, he motioned Dunwody to remove his coat, which he folded up for a pillow.

The remainder of his preparations necessarily were scant.