"Who are you, may I ask ?" Piers' free hand clenched, and a sudden hot flush rose to his forehead.
But Avery made answer before he could speak.
"I am the mother's help at the Vicarage.

My name is Denys--Mrs.Denys.
And Jeanie is in my care.

Now, will you look at the injury ?" She smiled a little as she said it, but the decision of her speech was past disputing.

Dr.Tudor regarded her piercingly for a moment or two, then without a word turned aside.
The tension went out of Piers' attitude; he held Jeanie comfortingly close.
At the end of a brief examination the doctor spoke.

"Yes.