He came over to the side of the couch, and, looking down at Julian, lifted his hand, and felt his pulse.

Then, with an abrupt movement, he handed one of the masks to Fenn.
"Look out for yourself," he advised.

"I am going to give him an antidote." Bright stepped back and adjusted his own gas mask, while Fenn followed suit.

Then the former drew from his pocket what seemed to be a small tube with perforated holes at the top.

He leaned over Julian and pressed it.