Fortunately the horse did not fall on you."
Again it seemed as though the voice came from the distant clouds.
Grace tried to think-- to reason out where she was, and discover what
had happened; but when she did, that same ringing of bells sounded in
her ears, her head ached and she felt she was losing that much-to-be
desired drowsiness.
"Try and take it."
She felt some one raise her head, supporting her shoulders. She
struggled with herself, resolving not to give way to that lethargy.
She opened her eyes with an effort, and looked about her in wonder.
She was in a strange room, and a strange woman was bending over her,
holding a glass of some pleasant-scented liquid.
"There, you have roused up, my dear, try to take this," said the
woman, with a smile. "The doctor will be back to see you in a little
while."
"The doctor," stammered Grace. "Am I hurt? What happened? Oh, I
remember, Prince was frightened by the auto, and ran away. Where is
he?" she asked in sudden terror, as a thought came to her.
"He got up and ran off after he fell with you," said the woman, as she
held the glass for Grace to drink.
Pages:
18
19
20
21
22
23
24
25
26
27
28
29
30
31
32
33
34
35
36
37
38
39
40
41
42