 Johnny. Oh, Johnny. He's all right. Look, he's sitting up as though nothing had ever happened. Oh, how can I ever thank you, sir? They told me you were taking care of him. He's down at Dr. Jekyll's, they says. And I says, thank heavens for that. For if anything can be done for my boy, it's Dr. Jekyll will do it. Oh, that's all right, then. He's just been cut and knocked about a bit, and you'll have to keep him quiet for a few days till the wound heals on his knee.