Gertrude just dropped there among the golden young ferns as if she had been shot.

The fright it gave me ought to make me sensible--in this respect at least--for the rest of my life.

I thought I had killed her--I remembered that her mother had died very suddenly from heart failure when quite a young woman.

It seemed years to me before I discovered that her heart was still beating.

A pretty time I had! I never saw anybody faint before, and I knew there was nobody up at the house to help, because everybody else had gone to the station to meet Di and Nan coming home from Redmond.