"She took one of his limp hands in hers."
"Where am I?" he said. "Who are you? What has happened?"
"I am a nurse," said Mollie—"a Sister of the Red Cross. I am a nurse at the Royal Victoria Hospital. I found you lying here: Let me help you home."
"Oh! what can have happened to me?" he exclaimed heavily, and yet with great consternation in his voice. "Give me your hand," he said then. "I am better; I can walk alone if you will help me to rise."
She got him to his feet with some difficulty, but he tottered, and she had to give him her arm.
"Lean on me," she said. "Where shall I take you?"
"I remember everything now," he replied, speaking more to himself than to her. "I have been drugged: I felt the effects, and came for a walk, hoping to walk them off. Before I knew what I was doing I became unconscious. What would have happened to me if you had not been passing by?"
"Some one else would have found you," said Mollie.
"It would have been reported at barracks, and I should have been disgraced."
"You are one of the officers, then?"