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"Why! " gasped Beck, recognising the cold, drawn features by the light of the match he struck. "It's Dudley! Run back to the house and get assistance quickly. I'll remain here. Life may not be extinct after all, poor fellow! " At this suggestion I sprang up, and dashing away along the drive, burst into the drawing-room from the lawn.
"Geoffrey! " cried Mrs Laing, starting up quickly from a cosy-corner wherein she had settled to read. "What has happened? You look scared."