“Mr. Brendon went for the doctor,” Anna answered. “I have not left this apartment myself.”
Nothing unusual was discovered in any other part of the flat. While they were still engaged in looking round the doctor returned with a nurse and assistant.
“With your permission,” he said to Anna, “I shall arrange a bed for him where he is. There is scarcely one chance in a dozen of saving his life; there would be none at all if he were moved.”
“You can make any arrangements you like,” Anna declared. “I shall leave the flat to you and go to a hotel.”
“You would perhaps be so good as to allow one of my men to accompany you and see you settled,” Mr. Dorling said deferentially. “In the event of his death we should require you at once to attend at the inquest.”
“I am going to pack my bag,” Anna answered. “In five minutes I shall be ready.”