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George Drummond felt his way cautiously along the corridor. Instinct told him that the one person to avoid was Dr. Beard. If the latter came out and discovered what George was looking for he would probably divine what had happened. A sudden feeling of faintness and giddiness came over George and he had to stop for breath. A man in his weak condition should have been abed and asleep long ago, and George was over-taxing his strength more than he had imagined. His memory too was so confused that he wondered which was the way to the head of the stairs. If Miss Cameron would only come and help him! But apparently there was nothing for it but a dash to the dining room and back.
But which was the way to the head of the stairs? In his shaky state George could not recollect. He would have to risk it and strike a match.