"
She was perfectly steady as she followed his instructions, and even
though in the process her hands were stained with Guy's blood, she
did not shrink again. It was no easy task, but Burke's skill and
strength of muscle accomplished it at last. Across Guy's body he
looked at her with a certain grim triumph.
"Well played, partner! That's the first move. Are you all right?"
She saw by his eyes that her face betrayed the horror at her heart.
She tried to smile at him, but her lips felt stiff and cold. Her
look went back to the ashen face on the floor.
"What--what must be done next?" she said.
"He will have to stay as he is till we can get a doctor," Burke
answered. "The bleeding has stopped for the present, but--" He
broke off.
"Child, how sick you look!" he said. "Here, come and wash!
There's nothing more to be done now."
She got up, feeling her knees bend beneath her but controlling them
with rigid effort. "I--am all right," she said. "You--you think
he isn't dead?"
Burke's hand closed upon her elbow. "He's not dead,--no! He may
die of course, but I don't fancy he will at present,--not while he
lies like that."
He was drawing her out of the room, but she resisted him suddenly.
"I can't go. I can't leave him--while he lives. Burke, don't,
please, bother about me! Are you--are you going to fetch a doctor?"
"Yes," said Burke.
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