I gathered enough, however, to feel sure that her main feed was still working, and that her top story check valve was probably in order.

With that I had to be content.
"As a young practitioner, I had as yet no motor car.

Simmons, however, summoned me a taxi, into which I hurriedly placed the girl and my basket of instruments, and was soon speeding in the direction she indicated.

It was a dark, lowering night, with flecks of rain against the windows of the cab, and there was something in the lateness of the hour (it was now after half-past eight) and the nature of my mission which gave me a stimulating sense of adventure.

The girl directed me, as I felt sure she would, towards the capitalist quarter of the town.