"How did I do it ?" "There seems to have been a 'rag' and you struck your hand against some broken tubing.

But nobody was able to give a clear account." The doctor eyed him discreetly, having no mind to be more mixed up in the affair than was necessary.
"Who sent for you ?" "Lord Meyrick rang me up, and when I got here I found Mr.Falloden and Mr.Robertson.They had done what they could." The colour rushed back into the boy's pale cheeks.
"I remember now," he said fiercely.

"Damn them!" The surgeon made no reply.

He looked carefully at the bandage, asked if he could ease it at all--took pulse and temperature, and sat some time in silence, apparently thinking, by the bed.

Then rising, he said: "I shan't disturb the dressing unless it pains you.