“Will he live?” asked Kitty.
“Of course he will. He is in good physical condition. Imagine he has simply been knocked out. Serious only if unattended. Your finding him probably saved him. Twelve hours will tell the story. May be on his feet inside a week. Still, it would be advisable to keep him in bed as long as possible. Fagged out, I should say, from that beard. I'll go down and wait for Miss Frances.”
“And ring three times when you return,” advised Cutty.
“All right. Did they try to strangle him or did he have something round his neck?”
“Hanged if I know.”
“All out of the room now. I want it dark. Just as soon as the nurse arrives I'll return. Three rings.” Harrison left the apartment.
Cutty spent a few minutes at the telephone, then he joined Kitty in the living room.
“Kitty, what was the stranger like?”
“Like a gorilla. He spoke English as if he had a cold.”
Cutty scowled into space. “Have a scar over an eyebrow?”