But have no fear, sir.

She is perfectly safe and--barring her wound, which will probably heal almost without a scar--is as well as ever.

A little nervous and unstrung, of course, but that's to be expected." "What happened, and how ?" demanded Flint, in terrible agitation.
The doctor briefly gave him such facts as he knew, ending with the statement that a passing automobilist had brought the girl to him, and outlining the situation of the first-aid measures in the sugar-house.

At the thought that Herrick, the drunken cause of it all, was dead and burned, Flint smiled with real satisfaction.
"Damn him! It's too good for the scum!" he muttered.

Then, aloud, he asked over the wire: "And who was the rescuer ?" "I don't know," MacDougal answered.