“Tony!”
Silence.
“Tony! What the hell’s the matter with you?”
Silence.
A whispered consultation outside the door. Then:
“Tony! Doctor! Open that door or, by God! I’ll——”
More whispering, then a short silence.
“Doctor!”
Silence.
Whispering again; then footsteps running down the stairs; then another and longer silence. Carlson put his ear as near as he could to the door. Soon he heard the footsteps returning, but they stopped at the second floor. A voice called faintly from below: