Aided by the housemaid, she rushed to the nursery, snatched her charge from bed, and carried the unhappy youngster into the breezes of the night, where he screamed at the top of his gamut.
Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down, hurried to inquire after Louise.

She lay on a couch, wrapped in a dressing-gown; for the side and one sleeve of her dress had been burnt away.

Her moaning never ceased; there was a fire-mark on the lower part of her face, and she stared with eyes of terror and anguish at whoever approached her.

Already a doctor had been sent for, and Cobb, reporting that all was safe at 'Runnymede,' wished to remove her at once to her own bed room, and the strangers were eager to assist.
'What will the Mumfords say ?' Louise asked of a sudden, trying to raise herself.
'Leave all that to me,' Cobb replied reassuringly.

'I'll make it all right; don't trouble yourself.' The nervous shock had made her powerless; they carried her in a chair back to 'Runnymede,' and upstairs to her bedroom.