The lawyer pushed forward with a manner of authority.
“This won't do, doctor. The crowd's growing and we're delaying the traffic. Let us lift him into the machine and take him to the hospital.”
“Very good, Mr. Farnum.”
“Doctor, will you go with him to the hospital? And Jeff... you, too, if you please.”
A minute later the car pushed its way slowly through the crush of people and disappeared. James was left standing on the curb with Alice.
He spoke brusquely. “Someone call a cab, please....I'll send you home, Miss Frome.”
“No, to the hospital,” she corrected. “I couldn't go home now without knowing how he is.”
“Very well. Anything to get away from here.”
“And you can have your cut attended to there.”
“Oh, that's nothing. A basin of cold water is all I need. Here's the cab, thank heaven.”