A sudden wonder seized him as to who had undressed and covered her with such lovely decency, and he looked with half vague inquiry at the two women hovering near.
As a matter of fact it was the dog-man who had done it, with his eyes turned on the two women whom he cursed foully the whole time.
“Have you sent for a doctor?” demanded Strange, forcing the dizziness out of his brain.
“Yes, yes,” was yelled from twenty throats, “and here he is.”
He was a sufficiently foolish young man, and seemed floored.
“Live far from here?” he asked.
“In Ebury Square,” said Strange, “is there any danger in taking her so far?”
“None, if conveyed on boards in a four-wheeler.”
Strange saw at once that the dog-man was the only one who had his senses about him; Bell, though absolutely unhurt, was altogether useless, and the other man had been left at the inn.
“You know the horses and cabs here about?” said Strange. “Get the smoothest cab and some boards, and here, you’ll want help, don’t spare tips.”