I found the Briggs woman in the lower hall. From her I learned the name
and address of the nearest physician, also the nearest public telephone.
Mrs. Briggs went up to Hephzy and I hastened out to telephone.
Oh, those London telephones! After innumerable rings and "Hellos" from
me, and "Are you theres" from Central, I, at last, was connected with
the doctor's office and, by great good luck, with the doctor himself.
He promised to come at once. In ten minutes I met him at the door and
conducted him to the room above.
He was in that room a long time. Meanwhile, I waited in the hall, pacing
up and down, trying to think my way through this maze. I had succeeded
in thinking myself still deeper into it when the physician reappeared.
"How is she?" I asked.
"She is conscious again, but weak, of course. If she can be kept quiet
and have proper care and nourishment and freedom from worry she will,
probably, gain strength and health. There is nothing seriously wrong
physically, so far as I can see."
I was glad to hear that and said so.
"Of course," he went on, "her nerves are completely unstrung. She seems
to have been under a great mental strain and her surroundings are not--"
He paused, and then added, "Is the young lady a relative of yours?"
"Ye--es, I suppose--She is a distant relative, yes."
"Humph! Has she no near relatives? Here in England, I mean. You and the
lady with you are Americans, I judge."
I ignored the last sentence. I could not see that our being Americans
concerned him.
"She has no near relatives in England, so far as I know," I answered.
"Why do you ask?"
"Merely because--Well, to be frank, because if she had such relatives I
should strongly recommend their taking charge of her. She is very weak
and in a condition where she knight become seriously ill."
"I see. You mean that she should not remain here."
"I do mean that, decidedly. This," with a wave of the hand and a glance
about the bare, dirty, dark hall, "is not--Well, she seems to be a young
person of some refinement and--"
He did not finish the sentence, but I understood.
"I see," I interrupted. "And yet she is not seriously ill."
"Not now--no. Her weakness is due to mental strain and--well, to a lack
of nutrition as much as anything."
"Lack of nutrition? You mean she hasn't had enough to eat!"
"Yes. Of course I can't be certain, but that would be my opinion if I
were forced to give one. At all events, she should be
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