"Get a cab, Tom," said Garrick turning his back suddenly on them
and placing his hand on my shoulder as he edged me toward the
hall. "It's too late to pursue that fellow, now. He's slipped
through our fingers again--confound him!"
CHAPTER XIX
THE EAVESDROPPER AGAIN
It took our combined efforts now to take care not only of Violet
Winslow but Warrington himself, who was on the verge of collapse
after his heroic rescue of her.
I found the cab and in perhaps half an hour Miss Winslow was so
far recovered that she could be taken to the hotel where she and
her aunt had engaged rooms for the night.
We drew up at an unfrequented side carriage entrance of the hotel
in order to avoid the eyes of the curious and Warrington jumped
out to assist Violet. The strain had told on him and in spite of
his desire to take care of her, he was glad to let Garrick guide
him to the elevator, while I took Miss Winslow's arm to assist
her.
Our first object had been to get our two invalids where they could
have quiet and so regain their strength and we rode up in the
elevator, unannounced, to the suite of Violet and her aunt.
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