At the end of the rear deck was a group of men and one or two women.
They were crowding one another and those on the edge stood on tiptoe.
Belmont was very tall and he could see over their heads without
difficulty.
"It's a woman," he announced to his friends. "Drunk—or in a dead faint—"
A man laughed coarsely. "Drunk as they make 'em. No faint about that—Hi!—Quit yer shovin'—"
Belmont scattered the crowd as if they had been children and picked up the woman in his arms.
"My God!" he cried to his staring companions, and as he faced them he looked about to faint himself. "Do you see who it is? Where can we hide her?"
"Whe-e-ew!" whistled Groome, and for the moment was thankful for his
Maria. "What the—"
"I've got my hack on the deck below," said one of the gaping crowd. "She came in it. Better take her right down, sir. I never seen her before but I seen she was a lady and tried to prevent her—"
"Lead the way…. I'll take her home," he said to the others. "And let's keep this dark if we can."
When the hack reached the Occidental Hotel he gave the driver a twenty-dollar gold piece and the man readily promised to "keep his mouth shut." He told the night clerk that Mrs. Talbot had sprained her ankle and fainted, and demanded a pass key if the doctor were out. A bell boy opened the parlor door of the Talbot suite and Colonel Belmont took off Madeleine's hat, placed her on the bed, and then went in search of the doctor.
When Madeleine opened her eyes her husband was sitting beside her. He poured some aromatic spirits of ammonia into a glass of water and she drank it indifferently.