She left the room and soon returned with an other servant and the two carried Helen to her bedroom where they bathed her face with cold water and put her to bed as carefully as possible.
"You'd best go for the doctor Mary" said Mrs. Pollard "say nothing to the young gentleman and be as quick as you can.
Meanwhile Cyril and Mr. Palsey sat down to their supper.
"Poor Helen" cried Cyril at last.
"Oh stop that tune do" cried Mr. Palsey "tell us what happened."
"It was all done as pre-arranged. I waited till the man was hanged and the yard emptied of people and while Mr. Winston was putting away the scaffold the blow was struck" said Cyril.
"By you?"
"No"
"Who then?"
"Oh that lout you saw at the door just now, he decided to do the job for £10, I had hard work to make him do it just at first" replied Cyril.