Harry. No, he's only had a bang on the head. He's stunned. I've sent for the doctor. Luckily he was dining at the Carmichaels' and I sent George's rickshaw to bring him along as quick as he could come.
Daisy. Supposing he's gone?
Harry. He won't have gone. They were going to play poker. By God, what's this? [He takes away his hand and sees blood upon it.] He's been wounded. He's bleeding.
[Daisy goes up to the body and kneeling down, feels the pulse.
Daisy. Are you sure he's alive?
Harry. Yes, his heart's beating all right. I wish the doctor would make haste. I don't know what one ought to do.
Daisy. How do you know he's at the Carmichaels'?
Harry. George told me yesterday he was going to be there. George said he did not want to play poker and he'd come along here after dinner.
Daisy. [Springing to her feet.] Did you know George was coming?
Harry. Of course I did. When I heard someone shouting in English the first thing I thought of was George.