A flask containing some brandy had been extracted from Mr.Neal's pocket, more handkerchiefs and a better sling found for the arm.

Finally Lucy, all her New England pride outraged by the fuss that was being made about her, must needs submit to be almost lifted on the horse by Manisty and Mr.Brooklyn.When she found herself in the saddle, she looked round bewildered.

'But this must have been meant for Mrs.Burgoyne! Oh how tired she will be!' 'Don't trouble yourself about me! I am as fresh as paint,' said Eleanor's laughing voice beside her.
'Eleanor! will you take them all on ahead ?' said Manisty impatiently; 'we shall have to lead her carefully to avoid rough places.' Eleanor carried off the rest of the party.

Manisty established himself at Lucy's side.

The man from Genzano led the horse.
After a quarter of an hour's walking, mixed with the give and take of explanations on both sides as to the confusion of the afternoon, Eleanor paused to recover breath an instant on a rising ground.