 I'm sure she'll be done. Look at the poor little thing, half dead with fraud. I thought to let that children out this time of night. Oh, he's 36. She has to go for the doctor. Where he comes now? Who? The doctor. Let him have a look at her and see if she's barely hurt. Look at her poor little mouth. He drove her teeth out through her lips. I'd like to string her to the lamppost, I would. What is the matter here? Been an accident? This child has been injured, doctor, but I don't know how badly. Oh, let me have a look at her. Now stand back, everybody. Stand back. Stand back.