"Never mind that. You must risk it. He's going to be ill, I think, and he can't be left here. Surely you know that."
She gave a glance round which made Max shiver.
"And how am I to get him all that way to-night? The last train has gone hours ago."
"Take him by road, then. We'll get a carriage—a conveyance of some sort or other—at once. I'll send Bob."
She turned to the lad and gave him some directions, in obedience to which he disappeared. Then she turned fiercely to Max.
"Don't you see," said she, "that if he wakes up and finds himself here, after what's happened, it'll about settle him?"
The words sent a shudder through Max.
"After what's happened!" repeated he, with stammering tongue. "What was it? Who did it?"
But, instead of answering, Carrie threw herself down beside Dudley, who was now rapidly recovering strength, although he hardly seemed to understand where he was or by whom he was being tended.
"Do you feel all right now?" she asked, cheerfully.