"Now, the next thing is to get him to his room.

No, no, not you, Willsden--you're too small.

Where's that gentleman I was sitting with a few minutes ago?
Ah, thank you"-- as Colwyn stepped forward and took the other arm--"now, let us take him gently upstairs." The young man allowed himself to be led away without resistance.

He walked, or rather stumbled, along between his guides like a man in a dream.

Colwyn noticed that his eyes were half-closed, and that his head sagged slightly from side to side as he was led along.