I am taking her with me so that I may set the arm where I have all the appliances." "She saved my Fifine?
Heroic child! Let me thank her." The old lady clutched her recovered treasure to her breast with fervour, then handed the dog over to the maid.
"Take me to see Fifine's preserver," she said in a commanding voice.
Mary was almost swooning with the pain of her arm.

She heard Lady Anne's praises as though from a long distance off.
"Stay, doctor," the old lady said; "I cannot have her jolted over the paving-stones of the city to the Mercy.

Bring her in here.

We need not detain you very long.

We can procure splints and bandages, all you require, from a chemist's shop.