He is only stunned.''
A doctor came, got down on his knees, made a rapid examination
with expert hands. As he felt, one of the relighted torches
suddenly lit up Victor's face and the faces of those bending over
him.
``He is only stunned, Doctor,'' said Selma.
``I think so,'' replied the doctor.
``We left our carriage in the side street just over there,'' said
Jane Hastings. ``It will take him to the hospital.''
``No--home,'' said Selma, who was calm. ``He must be taken
home.''
``The hospital is the place for him,'' said the doctor.
``No--home,'' repeated Selma. She glanced at the men standing
round. ``Tom--Henry--and you, Ed-- help me lift him.''
``Please, Selma,'' whispered Jane. ``Let him be taken to the
hospital.''
``Among our enemies?'' said Selma with a strange and terrible
little laugh. ``Oh, no. After this, we trust no one. They may
have arranged to finish this night's work there. He goes
home--doesn't he, boys?''
``That's right, Miss Gordon,'' replied one of them.
The doctor shrugged his shoulders. ``Here's where I drop the
case,'' said he.
``Nothing of the kind,'' cried Jane imperiously. ``I am Jane
Hastings--Martin Hastings' daughter. You will come with us,
please--or I shall see to it that you are not let off easily for
such a shameful neglect of duty.''
``Let him go, Jane,'' said Selma. ``There will be a doctor
waiting. And he is only stunned. Come, boys-- lift him up.
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