My carriage is here." "Not to hospital," said Mary faintly.

"Let me go home; they would be so frightened." "I shan't detain you, I promise you.

But this must be bandaged before you can go home.

Ah, is this basket yours, too ?" Someone had handed up the basket from the tram-track, where it had lain disgorging cabbages and other articles of food.
"I will send you home as soon as I have seen to your arm," the doctor said, pushing her gently towards his carriage.

"And the little dog--is he your own?
I suppose he is, since you nearly gave your life for him ?" "He is not mine," said Mary faintly.