No doubt Richard thought I went to my own room; but I spent the next hour on the landing-place, looking down into the hall.
It was rather a serious matter, getting Mr.Langenau even into the library, and it was well they had not attempted his own room.

Patrick was called, and with his assistance and Richard's, he began to move across the hall.

But half-way to the library-door, he fainted dead away, and Richard carried him and laid him on the bed, Patrick being worse than useless, having lost his head, and the Doctor being a small man, and only strong in science.
Pretty soon the library-door closed, and Sophie and Charlotte were excluded.

They walked about the hall, talking in low tones, and looking anxious.

Later, there came groaning from within the closed door, and Charlotte Benson wrung her hands and listened.