Leigh drained it, and rose to his feet.
“I will come back directly,” he said.
“That’s right. I say, I don’t quite like his looks.”
Leigh bent over the prostrate man, but said nothing, and passed into the library, where he spent five minutes in attendance upon Kate; and at the end of that time he rose with a sigh of relief.
“Will she come to, sir?” whispered the housekeeper, with her voice trembling.
“Yes, I think the worst is over. The medicine I gave her is counteracting the effects of the drug.”
“Oh, oh, oh!” burst out Becky; and she flumped down on the carpet and caught one of Kate’s hands, to lay it against her cheek and hold it there, as she rocked herself to and fro.
“Becky! Becky! you mustn’t,” whispered her mother.
“Let her alone; she will do no harm,” said Leigh, quietly.
“Are—are you going to send for the police, sir?” faltered the woman.