Then I closed, and held him, in spite of his struggles and
frothing curses, until the landlord and ostler burst in and helped me.
The cut on my side only needed sticking-plaister, but I was completely
exhausted, and I resolved not to risk such another experience for any
price. I said to the landlord, "He must be taken to the town, where we
can have a doctor and attendants handy."
"But you won't drive that poor lady out of her senses, will you?"
"No, I'll take him to The Chequers, and smuggle him in at night. They
know me there, and not a soul but the doctor and the men will be able to
tell where he is."
Boniface was not quite satisfied, but he agreed to lend me two men, and
at dusk I drove round to the back gate of The Chequers, and smuggled Bob
through the stables.
He was very well behaved when the doctor came, and even thanked him for
providing two careful attendants. The doctor's directions were very
simple. "I'll give him some strong meat essence at once; then he must
have the draught that I will send.
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