“Stay!” cried the young man again. “Don’t pull at it! There must be something wrong.⁠ ⁠… Here, you’ve been ringing and pulling at the door and still they don’t open! So either they’ve both fainted or⁠ ⁠…”

“What?”

“I tell you what. Let’s go fetch the porter, let him wake them up.”

“All right.”

Both were going down.

“Stay. You stop here while I run down for the porter.”

“What for?”

“Well, you’d better.”

“All right.”