“Then what happened?”
“He—er—set me on my feet again and kept on running.”
“Very chivalrous,” remarked O’Leary. “So he kept on running—around the hospital?”
“No,” I answered peevishly. “He ran along the path toward the bridge.”
“What did you do?”
“I walked in the direction he had come from as far as the wing extends but saw nothing unusual.”
“Did you not call anyone? Were you not alarmed?”
“I thought of calling Higgins, the janitor, but when I found that things seemed to be all right I decided it was not necessary.”
“Then you came back to the hospital?”
“Yes.”