Her first words to Phibbs, who was bending over her, were: "Is she dead ?" "Who, Miss Jane ?" "Patricia." "I don't know, Miss Jane.

Why should she be dead ?" "Run, you idiot! Run at once and find out.

Ask my brother--ask anyone--if Patricia is dead!" And so Phibbs came to the rose chamber and found the little group bending over the girl's unconscious form.
"Is she dead, sir?
Miss Jane wants to know," said the old servant, in awe-struck tones.
"No," answered Uncle John, gravely.

"She isn't dead, I'm sure; but I can't tell how badly she is hurt.

One of her legs--the right one--is broken, I know, for I felt it as I carried the child in my arms; but we must wait until the doctor comes before I can tell more." Misery was something of a nurse, it seemed, and with the assistance of Louise, who proved most helpful in the emergency, she bathed the wound in the girl's forehead and bandaged it as well as she was able.
Between them the women also removed Patricia's clothing and got her into bed, where she lay white and still unconscious, but breathing so softly that they knew she was yet alive.
The doctor was not long in arriving, for Kenneth forced him to leap upon Nora's back and race away to Elmhurst, while the boy followed as swiftly as he could on the doctor's sober cob.
Dr.Eliel was only a country practitioner, but his varied experiences through many years had given him a practical knowledge of surgery, and after a careful examination of Patricia's injuries he was able to declare that she would make a fine recovery.
"Her leg is fractured, and she's badly bruised," he reported to Aunt Jane, who sent for him as soon as he could leave the sick room.