“Good afternoon!” he began.
“My sister and I were coming to see you,” Colena said quickly, “but sadly she has been injured in your drive by another carriage and her leg is bleeding. I wonder if it would be possible for us both to come in and perhaps wash away the blood?”
The man she was speaking to looked over her head at the chaise in the drive and replied,
“Well, of course, if your sister is hurt, we must do what we can to bandage it.”
Without waiting for Colena to answer, he walked towards the chaise and she followed him.
By this time the bleeding on Elizabeth’s leg was far worse than when Colena had first looked at it.
As if the pain was almost intolerable, Elizabeth was lying back with her eyes closed.
Without making any fuss about it the young man picked Elizabeth up in his ar
