Braving all things, he crept to the hydrant, where still stood the iron key, and screwed it down.

And then from forty trees began to creep more or less soaked human beings, each one with something to say.
At first I fell to wondering whether a stretcher or a clothes basket would be the more useful for the conveyance of Harris's remains back to the hotel.

I consider that George's promptness on that occasion saved Harris's life.

Being dry, and therefore able to run quicker, he was there before the crowd.

Harris was for explaining things, but George cut him short.
"You get on that," said George, handing him his bicycle, "and go.