"I was fortunately near the spot," he said. "Miss Graynor rode over a dog in the roadway, and unluckily it was not the dog which got hurt. It seldom is on these occasions. I brought home the wreckage." "I am sure I am very much obliged to you," Mr Graynor said, but with such a lack of graciousness in his manner as to cause Prudence surprise and distress. Major Stotford's helpfulness had been more valuable than he realised. She glanced at her new acquaintance with a quick bright flush. "I know I am. If it had not been for Major Stotford's kindness I should have been stranded for the night with no possibility of communicating with you at a wretched wayside cottage ten miles away. I've trespassed enormously on his time, and given quite a lot of trouble. But I enjoyed the ride." He laughed pleasantly. "I enjoyed it too. And you make too much of my services. They were nothing. I trust the foot will soon be well, and that the injuries are as light as you would so bravely have us believe." He addressed himself to Mr Graynor. "If you like I'll leave word at the doctor's on my way back. You'll want to call him in, I expect." "Thank you, there is no need to trouble you further," Mr Graynor returned stiffly. "I can send." "I have already sent," Miss Agatha interposed; and Major Stotford turned to look in her direction, as if recalling the presence of one he had temporarily forgotten. "Then that's finished," he said; "and it only remains to unload the car." He spoke with a certain cold hostility in his voice which did not escape Prudence's ear. It hurt her. She could have wept with vexation at her father's want of gratitude and courtesy to this man who had proved so good a friend to her in her need: she felt that she wanted to apologise to him for the rudeness of her family. Then she became aware of her father speaking again in the same politely distant tones as before, thanking the other man coldly for the trouble he had been put to, and assuring him that the bicycle had been removed by the servants. "You should not have burdened yourself with that too," he added. "You place me under a heavy obligation to you which will leave me always indebted." "My dear sir," Major Stotford interrupted, "you are in no sense under an obligation to me; please disabuse your mind of that idea." He cut short further expressions of gratitude by advancing to the sofa and shaking hands with Prudence, who, as if desirous of atoning for the general lack of warmth, gave him both her hands on a simple girlish impulse. He took and held them with no show of surprise. "Thank you so much," she said, a soft appeal in eyes and voice which he was quick to note. "I just want to say how much I enjoyed the drive and your kind care of me. I'm very grateful to you."