There was little strength in the hand - no mere trip them, a tumble brought on some feint or light headedness. With no chair at hand he manouvered the other man to sit on the step third from the bottom. Not exactly a comfortable seat but a seat none the less. He made a gesture to the shop girl that he hoped she would interpret as an instruction to fetch water.

He sat himself beside the other on the steps. 'Give yourself a moment' he instructed, and produce a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it and then offered his silver cigarettes case to the other man. He found cigarettes' fortifying to his own constitution and in lieu of the water - it was better than nothing. Was he drunk perhaps? Although it didn't seem likely given Zabinis' general behavior. The suddenness of the pain in the mans head - could it be an aneurism, he had had a vision of the head footman in his mothers house having a brain aneurism and it hadn't looked dissimilar - a sudden pain in the head and then the man had just keeled over. 'Perhaps we ought to call to for a healer?' he suggested.

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