Then, "The Lord preserve us!" ejaculated Martha, who stood by, in awe-struck tones.

Aunt Charlotte slowly raised her eyes from her knitting, and fixed them on Austin's face.

"A collision!" she exclaimed.

"Why, what do you know about it ?" "I called at the station and read the telegram myself.

There was a crowd of people on the platform all discussing it," returned Austin, briefly.
"Your life has been saved by a miracle, ma'am, and it's Master Austin as you've got to thank for it," cried Martha, her eyes full of tears, "though how it came about, the good Lord only knows," she added, turning as though for enlightenment to the boy himself.
Then Aunt Charlotte sank back in her chair, looking very white.