"Second to the left, eh ?" Hunterleys was holding his brandy flask to Roche's lips as they swung through the white gates and pulled up outside the hospital.

The doctor was faithful to his promise, and Roche, who was now unconscious, was carried in.

In the hall he was laid upon an ambulance and borne off by two attendants.

Hunterleys and Lane sat down to wait in the hall.

After what seemed to them an interminable half-hour, the doctor reappeared.