The hot water and soap were brought as well. He dressed the wound as well as he could, and then did it again, when his bag arrived. Then he instructed Elijah and the man who had brought his bag, and one of the servers, to carefully lift him onto the door, and they carried him to the presbytery.

Alas, it didn't fit through the doorframe because that was the very idea of a door.

They finally managed to get him through several frames after much trouble and into bed. The server excused himself and announced he'd pray for Father. The man who had brought the bag told Mrs. Higgins that he would see if he could get in touch with father Kemble and left.

Tristan checked the head once more. Still no swelling. The priest suddenly opened his eyes lightly. His eyes fell on Elijah and he sat up quickly, but Tristan pushed him back gently and the priest's eyes were already half closing. He groaned.

"Easy now. No fast movements."