It's so good of you to let us bring her in here.

Won't you spread a cloth to keep her boots off your clean chintz ?" The suggestion was what Piers described later as "a lucky hit." It melted old Mrs.Marshall on the instant.

She hastened to comply with it, and saw Jeanie laid down upon her sofa with comparative resignation.
"She do look mortal bad, to be sure," she remarked.
"Can't you find some brandy ?" said Piers.
"I think she will come to, now," Avery said.

"Yes, look! Her eyes are opening." She was right.

Jeanie's eyes opened very wide and fixed themselves enquiringly upon Piers' face.