"Don't be funny," Marc said feebly. "I feel terrible."
"I know," Toffee said. "I got here just in time."
"For what?" Marc asked apprehensively. "What are you going to do?"
Toffee patted the cylinder. "I'm going to save your life," she said. "Don't you remember?"
Marc looked at her through heavy lids. "That's silly," he murmured. "Just go 'way and let me die in peace."
Unmindful, Toffee leaped lightly to the floor, stood back and aimed the gadget at Marc. "All set?" she said.
"Here!" the attendant said, suddenly recovering the faculty of speech. "What are you doing?"
"Advancing medical science a mile a minute," Toffee said. "Don't interrupt."
"But...!"