Wiggins was quickly hauled into it; and the three of them were at Mr.Carrington's in about four minutes.
As they hauled Wiggins along the garden path, the Terror, said to Erebus: "You bolt home as hard as you can go.

You must be awfully wet and cold; and if you don't want to be laid up, the sooner you take some quinine and get to bed the better." As soon therefore as she had helped Wiggins over the threshold she ran home as quickly as her legs, still stiff and cold, would carry her.
The arrival of the barelegged Terror in his waistcoat, bearing Wiggins as a half-animate bundle, set Mr.Carrington's house in an uproar.

The Terror, as the expert in first-aid, took command of the cook and housemaid and Mr.Carrington himself.

Wiggins was carried into the hot kitchen and rolled in a blanket with a hot water bottle at his feet.
The cook was for two blankets and two hot water bottles; but the expert Terror insisted with a firmness there was no bending that heat must be restored slowly.

As Wiggins warmed he gave him warm brandy and water with a teaspoon.