"Go, and fetch the medicine, Hampton," whispered the doctor, "and tell them it is impossible to take him away. A bed must be made up on the floor of the study." "Yes. Quite right." "And they must not come in here again. It is too horrible. Really it is not safe." A fierce cry rang out at that moment, and Saul's strength seemed to be so superhuman that the broad fold of curtain which helped to keep him down parted, and, tossing aside the hands which tried to restrain him, he made for the door, which Gertrude opened. George Harrington uttered a low cry, which sounded like a quick, sharp expiration of the breath, and leaped across the room to seize the wretched maniac as he was in the act of springing upon Gertrude, who shrank back against the door appalled by the hideous look upon his face. Then began a terrific struggle, in which, for some time, no aid could be rendered. No sound escaped Gertrude's lips, but she stood there white and trembling, as if fascinated by the horror of the scene, while Mrs Hampton held her by the arm with the intention of dragging her away, but only to be so paralysed by terror that she could not stir. For a good five minutes nothing was heard in the room but the overturning and breaking of furniture, mingled with the hoarse panting animal cries of Saul, who seemed to see in George Harrington the dog he sought to destroy. In spite of all the others could do, matters went hard with George; but the dexterity of a man used to wild life stood him in good stead, and just as in the midst of a savage, snarling sound Gertrude felt the room swimming round her, and as if insensibility was coming on, there was a heavy crash, and the shock brought her back to life. George Harrington was seated upon Saul's chest, as he said in a panting voice: "Now, doctor, quick! Give him what you have. I can't hold him long. About beat out." The next minute the doctor was on his knees beside the wretched man, seizing any opportunity to trickle a few drops of the strong sedative between the gnashing teeth--a dangerous and difficult task--till a goodly portion had been swallowed as well as scattered over the carpet, and then Saul lay staring and muttering something about the dog. "I've exhibited a tremendous dose," whispered Doctor Lawrence, as he recorked the bottle. "That must calm him for a time." But quite a quarter of an hour passed before Saul sank into a state of stupor; and then after he had been replaced upon the couch, it was wheeled into the study, a more secure bandage placed across his heaving chest; and the exhausted party sat down to watch. CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN. MR HAMPTON'S RECIPE.