As the man looked up at Philip in a dazed and uncertain manner, Philip said slowly: "You're not hurt badly, I hope.

Why did you attack me ?" The man seemed too bewildered to answer.

Philip leaned over and put one arm about him to help him rise.

He struggled to his feet, and almost instantly sat down on the curb at the side of the road, holding his head between his hands.

For a moment Philip hesitated.