He valued her skill in nursing matters.
'It will soon stop,' she said.

'We must bind it tightly.' And with a spare handkerchief, and the long muslin scarf from her own neck, she presently made as good a bandage as was possible.
'My poor frock!' said Lucy, half laughing, half miserable,--'what will Benson say to me ?' Mrs.Burgoyne did not seem to hear.
'We must have a sling,' she was saying to herself, and she took off the light silk shawl she wore round her own shoulders.
'Oh no! Don't, please!' said Lucy.

'It has grown so cold.' And then they both perceived that she was trembling from head to foot.
'Good Heavens!' cried Manisty, looking at something on his own arm.

'And I carried off her cloak! There it's been all the time! What a pretty sort of care to take of you!' Eleanor meanwhile was turning her shawl into a sling in spite of Lucy's remonstrances.

Manisty made none.
When the arm was safely supported, Lucy pulled herself together with a great effort of will, and declared that she could now walk quite well.
'But all that way round the lake to Genzano!'-- said Manisty; 'or up that steep hill to Nemi?
Eleanor! how can she possibly manage it ?' 'Let her try,' said Eleanor quietly.