"Send for some doctor! Call for Miss Flite up the stairs, sir. Here's poison by the bed! Call out for Flite, will you?" says Krook, with his lean hands spread out above the body like a vampire's wings.
Mr. Tulkinghorn hurries to the landing and calls, "Miss Flite! Flite! Make haste, here, whoever you are! Flite!" Krook follows him with his eyes, and while he is calling, finds opportunity to steal to the old portmanteau and steal back again.

"Send for a doctor! Call for Miss Flite up the stairs, sir. Here's poison by the bed!" says Krook.
Mr. Tulkinghorn hurries to the landing and calls, "Miss Flite! Make haste, here, whoever you are!" While he is calling, Krook steals across to the old portmanteau and back again.
