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And was it an answer to prayer, when the hot, pitiless sun became shut
off by a long line of woods on each side of the road? Peggy thought it
was, and smiled contentedly as she trudged bravely on. Milestone after
milestone she passed, and at last came in sight of the town.
People stared at her as she jog-trotted along in the middle of the
road, a panting, dusty little object, only once pausing to make sure of
the doctor's house.
But when she reached it, she could hardly make herself understood.
Happily the doctor had just come in from his morning rounds, and when
his servant told him, he came out to interview Peggy himself.
"Have you come from Sundale? Why, that is a long walk! An accident?
Yes. Take time, my girl. Here, sit down!"
Peggy swayed from side to side.
"Please, sir," she gasped, "my legs is done for. They've walked
theirselves silly!"
She remembered no more, for she fainted dead away. And it was some
minutes before Dr. Nairns could restore her to consciousness.
When she could tell him what had happened, he wasted no more time, but
had his trap round at once, perched Peggy up by his side, and drove
rapidly towards Sundale.
At first Peggy felt too shaken and exhausted to speak, but after a time
she found her tongue.
"You see, sir, that there hoss would have brought me quicker, but I
h'ain't been brought up to ridin', havin' come from London, please,
sir, and the hosses be mostly wanted for carts up there. If I'd
a-knowed you'd want to ride a hose when you go to service, I'd a-tried
to practise ridin'. I've see'd circus girls who don't think nothin' of
it, but I weren't acquainted with hoss-keepin' folks in London. I ought
to have kept on him, but he bumped so sudden, that it took me with a
shock. I do hope as how my missus ain't dead, I does indeed!"
A great sob stopped further utterance.
Dr. Nairns, with a little smile, tried to comfort her.
"I daresay we shall find her up and about," he said. "Perhaps she was
only stunned for a minute or two."
Peggy cheered up at once.
"Do you think so, sir? Well, p'raps she was, only 'twas a awful sight
to see. Have you been to see many stunned ladies, please, sir? Do they
get up the nex' mornin' same as if nothin' happened?"
"Sometimes they do."
"It must be wonderful nice to make sick folks well," went on Peggy.
"You does just what the Lord Jesus used to do. Now He have turned
people's sick bodies over to you, hasn't He, sir, while He looks after
the sick souls? And I'm a-tryin' to help in it, sir. It don't take a
very clever person to fetch a doctor, or to tell folks where to go for
one. I tries to tell 'em where to go for sick hearts and such-like;
and, please sir, ain't it a good thing the Lord don't live six miles
away from anybody, like you does?"
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