Even in her distress, the girl’s voice was rich and vibrant, and every tone moved Hale curiously.
“Hurry!” cried the scientist. “Have them bring him here before he dies.”
The girl leaped to her feet and sped away.
“Come, Oakham,” continued Sir Basil. “Here is a rare opportunity for you to see how completely I have mastered the laws that govern organic matter. Help me prepare.”
For several minutes, Hale worked under the scientist’s sharply spoken directions. By the time the injured man was brought to the laboratory, Sir Basil was ready for him.
Unani Assu was still conscious, but his pale face indicated that he had lost much blood. When the improvised stretcher was lowered to the floor, Sir Basil sent all the Indians away.
Unani Assu opened his eyes and called feebly, “Aña!”
“Be still!” ordered Sir Basil. “Aña is not here.”