carried him into the house and up three flights of excessively dark and narrow stairs, while Judy and Noel followed behind. They had to pause once or twice as the weight and length of their burden made getting round corners very difficult.
"I'm going to wait till the doctor comes," said Noel. "Hadn't you better go home in the car now, Judy?"
"Why should I?" she demanded. "Can't I wait too? I dare say I can help. Noel, isn't it ghastly?"
"I like Chip," said Noel. "It's funny, but I did the moment I saw him. Didn't you?"
Judy nodded, unable to say much. Her throat ached, and she knew she was not very far from tears. It was so grotesque and unreal, that they should have caused this unnecessary suffering.
Major Stroud telephoned to the doctor, and Mills went to fetch him, as being the quickest way. Meanwhile Noel and the Major got Chip into bed.
Judy, left to herself, explored the little flat. She lit a gas-ring in the tiny kitchenette and put a kettle on. Then she found a small store of brandy which she brought out in case it was wanted. As she busied herself getting ready things the doctor might ask for she made herself
