‘The doctor says it is only a little bruised,’ said Mr. Foster.
While Mrs. Rivers was questioning Phoebe about the accident, and trying to persuade herself that Alice had put her foot under the horse’s hoof on purpose, Guy drew Mr. Foster aside.
‘I was going to run Phoebe over to Plumstead,’ he said, ‘and now her mother won’t let her go. She says we can’t have the car and she doesn’t want it herself. Phoebe’ll be awfully sick.’
‘Hermione,’ said Mr. Foster, addressing himself to Mrs. Rivers, ‘I’ve got to go out on some estate business. Will Phoebe come with me? My car’s in the stable yard.’
Enchanted at this happy turn of affairs, Mrs. Rivers hustled her daughter out of the house and went up to her room to grapple in peace with her Work. Mr. Foster and Phoebe went round to the stables,
