“I couldn’t leave you like this,” she said. “Where do you live?”
“Where do I—live?” repeated Jack. “Spider Court, Temple. It’s no distance from here.”
“The Temple!” exclaimed Lady Bell. “It must be miles away.”
“A hansom,” smiled Jack.
“But there are no cabs here, not one. I cannot leave you like this—you must get into the brougham.”
“Not for worlds! I have given you quite enough trouble,” he said. “I shall find my way home somehow.”
“No,” she said; “I cannot let you go without seeing you safe into a cab. There are none here. You do not know—I do not know—how much you are hurt. You must let me take you to your home.”
“I assure you I am all right,” he said.
“And I refuse to accept your assurance,” said Lady Bell, with a little shudder at the streak of blood which oozed from his forehead. “Come, you will not refuse to obey a lady. I wish you to enter my brougham.”
“No, I can’t refuse to obey a lady,” he said.