 falling in a dead faint in Kent's arms. As we continue now, Kent has placed her on a chair and, with Abner Sykes, is trying to revive the girl reporter. Listen. Lois. Lois. Rub her hands, Mr. Sykes. I am rubbing them. She doesn't seem to have been injured. She must have suffered some shock. Told her to go back to Metropolis. Lois, talk to me. Told you to go, too. Oh, stop that nonsense. Take nonsense. You'll be sorry. He'll be coming around. Where's the nearest doctor, Mr. Sykes? Up bed low. Office over the bank. Well, get him on the phone, please. Tell him to rush right over here. Okay. Now, wait a minute. Maybe...